This is a song about "Holding you in my arms"

I'll break your bones in both arms

You haters put up your guards

Killa never let the drama slide

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

You is not hip then i can not coach her

I, own guns, got my own arms dealer

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Your face, the feel of you in my arms i can't

Got me famous from my massacres in #mass #acres my arms hunt with flashes

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

Now she got you in your neck with the knife that she was holding

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling