This is a song about "Throat fugg"

I wreck on the mic, jump down your throat/

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Like a lumbar puncture straight to the throat.

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

You pay your favorite stripper car note

My breath escapes up out my throat

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

Got home, then me and bro at uncles throat

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

So i severed your head and ur throat

Now i’m killing these shows, i just deliver the hope

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

Used to find dope in his coat

Perhaps it goes right down ya throat,

We can make more, make babies

In through the throat and squeeze