This is a song about "One armed hooker"

One after the other one, then i make another one

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

A lone armed soldier on a mission/

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

The harmless youth are armed to shoot, it's the kids' cries i hear,

Face other attackers, everyone armed with daggers

My niggas never block, i think i'm barry sanders

Aiming at the opulent armed only with a pen an a paper. armament.

I thought it was important to go right into the booth after the argument

No know stop, no gods, armed with a crossbow, the lot.

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

I'm armed with a 380 on the way to barnum and bailey's

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees