This is a song about "Throwing neck"

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

And throwing up is there only option,

Flow tighter than a noose on you neck

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

My god come before this bread

Jesus piece around my neck

Because i'm throwing ash and smoke,

Fly as ricky steam boat

To be throwing the hand’s son”

I can only imagine

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

Rockin' the shameless, throwing they bras off

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Throwing up illuminati signs just for attention

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection