This is a song about "Broken arm"

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

He catches her and puts her arm around her to the bathroom,

And snap your arm, for every time they cause you massive harm,

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Reopened my notion of knowing im broken

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Flash that arm with that hammer catch

House hidden, drop tops the sofas match

Not working. shot, choking, broken.

And i know that you're open

Broken beyond repair,

I said hey, you right there

Streaks are made to broken

I am not the only one

Cookin up grams with arm & hammer supplyin scramblers in alabama

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh