This is a song about "Water on my neck"

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

Spitting sentences spilling residue on his crew neck

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Hands so ruff on her neck there blistering

Jesus piece around my neck

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Gold pendant for my neck, jesus is king

They are not confident when im talking

You know that love is a very serious thing

Gold pendant for my neck, jesus is king

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

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

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Take her to my place put a rag on her face and pour water on it/