This is a song about "Red neck robert"

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

But i'm tied up, bound by this wall and neck

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

The pain still clinging to his broken frame, neck red and inflamed,

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

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

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Spitting sentences spilling residue on his crew neck

And then i saw the red,

My god come before this bread

Youll get your fucking neck torn,

He gave 'em the platform

Wrap my lasso round you neck,

That's boa, see that's my set

Watch your body turn indian red,

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet