This is a song about "Throws"

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

He's not famous, throws pussy fits, obviously brainless

Grab the bitch, befo' she throws another motherfuckin tantrum

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

He'll floor whores fore he throws in the towel

And everything is purple

Til next time bitches peace. (throws up deuces) (and exits room)

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Brain wash till the thought of you *throws up* yack

And that's jay line i had to quote that

The wrong drink, the right work

When it throws us to the dirt

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

He throws up every single bit of his hell

Got four underneath the old-school as well