This is a song about "Throws"

He'll floor whores fore he throws in the towel

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Yeah, i got philippe chow flow

Let's show sick throws with info

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Slinging rock like they're free throws

Before the gov't throws us into cages like we're cattle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

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

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Her boyfriend, she throws the phone against the wall out of anger then

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

My punchlines are more accurate that drew brees throws,

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

And he looked for hoes, i scope the throws