This is a song about "Baring arms"

You haters put up your guards

That you were in my arms

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

For you to hold me in your strong arms

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

After all that shit you still call me baby in your arms

I should sign up to be one of his bodyguards

And my answer was look deep and dont fall in different arms

He just has no dime, see arms rocking,

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring