This is a song about "Red neck"

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

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

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Just this mornin i strangled a neck

Head so big i got a crooked neck

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

God bless the dead

Found dead covered in red

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

Quotas notice how my funky hocus pocus broke his neck...

Jesus piece around my neck

She don’t give her nigga head

Covered the room in splattered red,

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

Now your wrists are covered in red

Nobody ain't own us yet