This is a song about "Throwing in the towel"

But the government won’t take us, they’re throwing us out,

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

Stoned with his friends while throwing shit at the neighbours homes

With that said, i ain't around like my old combs

To be throwing the hand’s son”

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Throwing up dope flows on the mic, y'all better wipe it off,

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Praise god, it’s hard to stay spiritual

He'll floor whores fore he throws in the towel