This is a song about "Arrive at"

To love me at all at all

By the phone, no call

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

At my pinnacle at a point so pivotal

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

I'll arrive in disguise and misfire shots

The dead society of a poet

Spit at your corpse while i'm at it

Leave you in body bags before ems arrive,

My niggas fly niggas, this is jet life

I've got lita swallowing cum when them follows arrive

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

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

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray