This is a song about "My broken left arm"

And then i rip chunks out of my own arm,

When you took my hand up so calm

Makes you feel like you need to slit your arm with broken glass,

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

But you gotta understand i been broken and this my purge,

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

So i went down south but i ended up north

My words are broken, in addition.

Riding around without a fuck given

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

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

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee