This is a song about "Throat"

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

Like dj kool i clear my throat

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

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

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

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

A bunch thirsty girls in this club look at they throat

Need a clear mind cause i been blind, got me goin' down that road

Spent a long time coming up this road

I wreck on the mic, jump down your throat/

I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat

So i severed your head and ur throat

On the blood surging out her throat.

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

Got home, then me and bro at uncles throat

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke