This is a song about "Throw back"

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

On me but you won't know it comes to ye, i'll strike back throw you in a sack

I told her i love that pussy, she think we a couple though

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

And throw your rap away

So, they hate and they say

I throw him the axe to to his back down he goes flat thats that

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Throw em in the river outdoors

Took the van, went snatch her

Throw ya in a chopper,

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow