This is a song about "Arm pits"

Now watch me rip the tat from your arm

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Crazy talking and foolish

Got golden arm go try to flex this

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

And then i rip chunks out of my own arm,

Life of and outlaw

In yo arm, and yo wife jaw

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch

Bitches cling similar to a star fish on my arm which

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

Lying dead with my name carved in their arm with a swastika

Let that arm rest, put the weed down, clear ya lung chest

That's why i never claimed i was the best

And snap your arm, for every time they cause you massive harm,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton