This is a song about "Turtleneck"

At least that's my outlook, i need a sweater and clothed ears

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

Blue collar they'd call it, ain't ghetto, fuck what haters say,

I would call you gay, but it would just be like an ordinary day,

Doctor: come again? you strangled a neck?

Whether apprentice or veteran, emma won't stress it and check