This is a song about "Broken arm"

He wants me, he wrote my name on his arm and

Still they wonder how i seem so confident

And then i rip chunks out of my own arm,

When you took my hand up so calm

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

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Now watch me rip the tat from your arm

My words are broken, in addition.

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

Flash that arm with that hammer catch

Lv on my feet with a belt to match

Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss

Got golden arm go try to flex this