This is a song about "Throwin"

6 in the morning, i’m gonna call wale

Where niggas throwin' em' shells, i'm tryin' hard to prevail

Enough to make a jail where you throwin' your fits

Rapping that gabbage, attracting maggots

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

I'm looking down on you fakes whilst on my throne throwin yous a bone.

You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you

Trying to avoid the g's throwin up the red or blue

Throwin' out the shit that you cannot disrupt.

About disaster in the world and

Face tha lyrical rythm of this lick i'm throwin' a

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto

Its true tho, i'm throwin em around like it's judo

What them tippers don't see

Im throwin' shots to yo body