This is a song about "Arrive"

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

I arrive at my destination

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

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

My brothers alone said fuck your entire

Third shifter's arrive the sesh is on fire

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

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

I'll arrive in disguise and misfire shots

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Guess no arrays arrive for the "i start fires"

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

When i arrive bitches screaming like jodie back

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

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday