This is a song about "You neck gone"

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

The fatherland lies barren now that you have gone

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

I wish i can send you a tape after your gone

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Wrap my lasso round you neck,

They don't love you till you gone

My way like a usher song

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

If i detect a threat you better protect your neck

We can make more, make babies

You not gone find your peace

I pray the lord my guns to keep

You hating you gone get that heat