This is a song about "Red neck"

Through a tube down your neck!

Probably die getting some head

Covered the room in splattered red,

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

And burned inside a bonfire while a tire on his neck

And don't perform after him or you might regret

Spitting sentences spilling residue on his crew neck

She don’t give her nigga head

Head so big i got a crooked neck

Youll get your fucking neck torn,

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

And then i saw the red,

Ain't finna peak yet

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet