This is a song about "Arms weak"

Your arms enfold me, cloak me

I delete they history

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

And my answer was look deep and dont fall in different arms

So strong, was her will to make her home in his arms,

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

You haters put up your guards

Tug these sleeves up my arms

But don't fall asleep

You say my lines were weak,

Minus your head legs arms

Tire marks, tire marks

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak