This is a song about "Arrive"

Third shifter's arrive the sesh is on fire

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

I rap to myself in my head waiting for second period to arrive

When i arrive bitches screaming like jodie back

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Arrive at the bridge drop you off saying "have a good day"

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

Have you ever felt like, like you never get life

Leave you in body bags before ems arrive,

I'll arrive in disguise and misfire shots

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked

Fighting crews arrive running right rampant

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

I arrive and burst into the room and im first till i meet my tomb