This is a song about "My arms"

Put my arms around you n never let go,

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

I spaz in true speech one relapse and ya naps get thrown thru out these streets//

He uses my arms, he does the deed. he's the one who harms, and he always succeeds.

And then along came the wrong man for her

I, own guns, got my own arms dealer

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Planned to give a tooth, but not my arms and legs

You haters put up your guards

That you were in my arms

Hold your arms cry and wallow

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

But make sure if they do see

Knees week, arms are sturdy