This is a song about "Deep throat"

Perhaps it goes right down ya throat,

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Throat clench and your smile flip.

So i banged for a minute

And by god when she's gone you wanna slit your throat

And your hoping that he's focused to stay on the right road

Used to find dope in his coat

I'll grip my fist around your throat,

Wino might find yo' sight

You got get deep, deep down inside

On the blood surging out her throat.

My balance be so tight rope

I say what my mind speak

But this goes so deep, -real deep-

Your throat loves when you shout

Never lookin for a handout