This is a song about "Arrive at"

Spit at your corpse while i'm at it

10th grade, eyes red as shit

Fighting crews arrive running right rampant

If you ever feel alone and

To love me at all at all

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

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

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Third shifter's arrive the sesh is on fire

When i arrive bitches screaming like jodie back

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Every nigga prolly' hate, tell them niggas get a life

I've got lita swallowing cum when them follows arrive