This is a song about "Limb"

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Tie each limb up and stretch em on a rack til it breaks

He's pale in the face and walks limb and mean and itches greed green,

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

He lays the bodies down on flat, as he hacks a limb and ate,

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

I tore my family apart, sin by sin. in my head it happens limb for limb.

First off congratulations on the win

Davy, send him in, tear you from limb to limb

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

My hearts on its last limb so it's destined to hurt me

I'll rip your and your bars from limb to limb

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

Soon you make it to thebtop he gone try to knock you of your limb