This is a song about "Broken arms"

Finish line with the tire marks

That you were in my arms

Hold your arms cry and wallow

People love hodgy i hate you though

But where i'm from

Are grieving and broken

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Not working. shot, choking, broken.

They had a hell of a run

Streaks are made to broken

Reopened my notion of knowing im broken

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Please correct me, stretch marks

I'll break your bones in both arms