This is a song about "Throwing kittens"

Throwing out the trash, you wack rappers mad?/

Because there ain't no coming back from that

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

And throwing up is there only option,

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

Throwing up fine rhymes. withdrawing appalling designs,

And this will be the song that we sing

I'm not even throwing punches i'm jabbing

He throwing money on her like she won the lotto (the lottery)

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Throwing rhymes and sewing lines like seamstresses, pop folks in domes,

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Throwing and animal while rowing casual

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will