This is a song about "Throat"

Ill end this idiots words by leaving a knife in his throat.

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

On the blood surging out her throat.

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

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

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

A metal piece from a bomb cut the kid's throat.......

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

Take these sharp lyrics and make an incision upon your throat,

Like dj kool i clear my throat

Here nigga on the road

Burn bud and get a stressed throat

Spent a long time coming up this road

A bunch thirsty girls in this club look at they throat

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note