This is a song about "Throat"

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

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

I'm so dope my words get choked in my throat

I'll grip my fist around your throat,

You pay your favorite stripper car note

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

In through the throat and squeeze

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

Gonna stuff sauce lotions down your throat

This bitch tried escaping the jack, grabbed her by the throat

I don't rap flipping coke, i just try to give em hope

Or coppin' some deep throat.

Ever since then i had no job

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

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope