This is a song about "Broken arms"

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

For you to hold me in your strong arms

Hold your arms cry and wallow

Down just so we can grow

Streaks are made to broken

But girl you got me open

You haters put up your guards

Scars up and down my arms

Of atomic particles split into two parts

I'mma deranged animal cannabal eating human arms

I'll break your bones in both arms

Finish line with the tire marks

And in those third world countries it's used like soviet arms,

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Not working. shot, choking, broken.

I hit your block and we can box for fun