This is a song about "Throw"

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Might fuck around, throw a grenade

Play this shit while you contemplate

What's the deal with the nets though

Throw down a mile mark, ready, set, go,

And throw her shit in the hall

Bitch, i was born to ball

Throw two hunid against the wall,

I don’t do nothing but ball

Or throw in the white towell

They're tryin to say that i don't care

They had a hell of a run

But i’ma throw a tantrum