This is a song about "Died in your arms tonight"

Mama made her pretty

Your arms enfold me, cloak me

Just to stay in your arms, as you hold me tight.

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

Tire marks, tire marks

That you were in my arms

I'll break your bones in both arms

You haters put up your guards

I flit words in the speed of light, your raps ain't tight so quit rapping tonight

Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right

I don't care what it did to them

Sure he died in 96 n

Please correct me, stretch marks

Minus your head legs arms