This is a song about "Right to bare arms"

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Hanged, burned to death, shot while my arms are severed,

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

The noise became over whelming for him to continue on to bare,

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Just to stay in your arms, as you hold me tight.

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

If i really wanted to i could kill you with my bare hands with ease

Slit arms from the pits, leave a bit attached so i can tear to hear it rip

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

Loss of a battle is some pain for a loser to bare,

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Committed with my two bare hands to make a resistance,

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Committed with my two bare hands to form a resistance,