A ring around my neck

Can you stop feelin' me

So more truth can bless

Waitin' on the next

Check

Can you guess

Who's got it more fixed

Heckling at what you lack

Because your income is played by sliding in a text

You had money to wreck

But you played a friend that was waving ya bets

So stop with the scary jest

All jokes aside when the flesh

Breathes more or less

A patient young woman standing crooked in a built blackened and bellowed mess

May your God bring test

Stop competing

With a friend that gave you that tint which beams across your neck

Who you check?

Me or the bank

Your savings account planking on my nest