This is a song about "Arrow"

Now i come fast like an arrow to the heart

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Lying to yourself, all over an image

And to this day slaughterhouse, poison arrow bunch,

And stick a arrow in the back of the bus thats how you finish a combo

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

You saved me takin a arrow to the knee but i still stung like a little bee.

My dick was an arrow i fucked her so hard and she called me a wacko

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

Fuck a gun wheres my bow? flaming arrow in stock, aiming at your throat ready to let it go

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Victory is within my grasp, arrow to your throat i'm there 'till you take that last gasp

Until i'mma gonei bust on bad boy middle finger to da bratdon't get your young ass smacked

Even if you were to be more upright than an arrow,

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw