This is a song about "My broken left arm"

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

Where's all the paparazzi? hair on my arm raisin like my pops was a nazi

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

And i dont want my heart to get broken

Right now using my left brain

Well rick james, maury jane

Into my pit you sit, sobbing, broken hip throbbing,

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

This is for those who are left broken hearted

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

And then i rip chunks out of my own arm,

And i'mma show you how the south was won

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

You couldn't live your life for the moment

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts