This is a song about "Red neck robert"

I wake up in a cold sweat, a red neck with his bed wet

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Found dead covered in red

She don’t give her nigga head

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Covered the room in splattered red,

These jordan 4′s: check

Through a tube down your neck!

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Just this mornin i strangled a neck

And burned inside a bonfire while a tire on his neck

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

God bless the dead

Ill stab you in the neck