This is a song about "Punching throats"

Throats severed, mentalities warped and twisted like tether,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance

A toothbrush being shoved down the throats of your minions,

You shouldn't have used my face for punching bag you fucking fag,

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

Punching above your weight you absolute reprobate

Hoping i could learn a bit 'bout how to give and take

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

I'm slashing throats until satan questions my sanity

And their throats be, closin up in fear till their choking

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Tryna come up with words and im cummin at their throats,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks