This is a song about "Arm"

Flash that arm with that hammer catch

Lv on my feet with a belt to match

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

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

Lift your arm up high to the sky

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Don't know her name those ain't really important

He wants me, he wrote my name on his arm and

Or a arm leg amputation

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

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

I'm a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Cookin up grams with arm & hammer supplyin scramblers in alabama

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh