This is a song about "Arrive"

Fighting crews arrive running right rampant

And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked

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

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

And you can't even blink without niggas testing your life

I've got lita swallowing cum when them follows arrive

Arrive at the building, around 9 am smoke a cigarette just chilling,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Leave you in body bags before ems arrive,

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

I'll arrive in disguise and misfire shots

I arrive at my destination

So if it comes down, may the best man win

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Guess no arrays arrive for the "i start fires"