This is a song about "Fire arms"

Tug these sleeves up my arms

Finish line with the tire marks

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

Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms

Your in my arms right next to me,

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Minus your head legs arms

You haters put up your guards

And my answer was look deep and dont fall in different arms

Of atomic particles split into two parts

That's what rains for

Well we start the fire

Best believe they gon' see it, darling

He just has no dime, see arms rocking,