This is a song about "Broken arm"

Not working. shot, choking, broken.

Bad hoes i'm seen with them

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

In yo arm, and yo wife jaw

Streaks are made to broken

Tryna find the one

Reopened my notion of knowing im broken

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Formed from a broken promise,

All we need is convienient love

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

I remember carving each number of victims i killed on my arm

So if it comes down, may the best man win

My words are broken, in addition.

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that