This is a song about "Throwing kittens"

On they twitter writing novels, see

Cause im here throwing the party

Throwing up the dynasty

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

And throwing up is there only option,

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

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

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

Throwing money up and making it rain/

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

In my mind throwing spears, and god knows,

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes