This is a song about "Throwing neck"

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Rockin' the shameless, throwing they bras off

Throwing up the dynasty

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And i am one of one

To be throwing the hand’s son”

If your man want to bet

Ill stab you in the neck

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

Throwing big dogs like clippers, no emily elizabeth

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Throwing up illuminati signs just for attention

Spent a long time coming up this road

Because i'm throwing ash and smoke,