This is a song about "Throwin"

Can't stop won't stop, throwin' bk every day till my blue casket drops

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

You left your nigga on his own

I'm throwin you a bone

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

That im throwin at you

As im reading yours im throwin up cause this shit is weak as fuck

I'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Even for our fuckin' crews, because we all throwin' slugs,

Im throwin' divebombs with my rapper crew

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

Now i cant even run, for fun, ill be throwin up more blood than a pussy on its period,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

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