This is a song about "Broken arms"

Knees week, arms are sturdy

While i'm making history

I'mma deranged animal cannabal eating human arms

Perched on a large arch, lurking on ten restless guards,

Your in my arms right next to me,

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Hold your arms cry and wallow

I ain't tryna brag though

For the outlawz, here we come

Streaks are made to broken

All on the furniture with no regards

For you to hold me in your strong arms

Are grieving and broken

But where i'm from

Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts