This is a song about "Salami neck"

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Il bust that tec across your deck and across your neck

Slicing your neck like krueger,

I thought i recognized her

December 4th a star was born

Youll get your fucking neck torn,

He yelled go back to your room, hands still on her neck.

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

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

It was my father, with his hands wrapped around her neck.

Oh, you look like my next victim

Down my neck, stunned, so grim,

Neck a bottle, i become devil sent/

Optimism - wishin' make you too content