This is a song about "Arm pits"

He catches her and puts her arm around her to the bathroom,

Just know when you feeling that way spirit's in the room

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Or a arm leg amputation

Two kids shot while the whole block staringi will never understand this society, first they try

Ma nigga be wise, open your eyes, see the unexpected be disguised from the pits of the sky

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

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

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Which is why this arm of mine is cut up

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

I'm sorry to leave you here, in the pits of hell all alone,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Where's all the paparazzi? hair on my arm raisin like my pops was a nazi

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

I remember carving each number of victims i killed on my arm