This is a song about "Throwing kittens"

To be throwing the hand’s son”

They'll have to rename this one

I'm going insane throwing death adders from jacobs ladder,

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

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

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

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

I'm not even throwing punches i'm jabbing

Throwing rocks at people getting stoned like jesus

My criteria ain't even that serious

And i can't help but stare, cause

Rockin' the shameless, throwing they bras off

Translation cause my life is too sweet

Throwing super heat, my girls a super freak,