This is a song about "My arm"

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Or a arm leg amputation

Got golden arm go try to flex this

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

And snap your arm, for every time they cause you massive harm,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Let that arm rest, put the weed down, clear ya lung chest

As my name get bigger this game get different

He wants me, he wrote my name on his arm and

He's love with me, he wrote my name on his arm and

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Lift your arm up high to the sky

We was high school peers, in junior high

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Kills...on my left arm my it say any body killer......itz juz me lil jeffrey..