This is a song about "Fall threw"

By the phone, no call

Blood fallin like a water fall

In the ghetto n' threw shade.

Sippin' bitches what lemonade

They gon' love me for my ambition

'til they threw me out the ramada inn

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

You threw it all away

Cant even decipher the rhymes he threw

I don't mean to matthew kemp you, but shit you

I will never ever fall

I also have a cutie to call

When you're always going threw coherence

So i can understand police victims