This is a song about "Throat"

Imma karate punch your throat

Motherfucker this is forever dope

Got home, then me and bro at uncles throat

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Posting uploads, going cut throat

New canvas she need a new stroke

Or coppin' some deep throat.

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

I tear off her clothes, and take a knife to her throat

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

Yeah, y’all better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load

Like a lumbar puncture straight to the throat.

They took her by the throat, we front in here for dope

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

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