This is a song about "Right to bear arms"

Woah there, woah there

But that's not my cross to bear.

Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

And dangle him by his tail while i feed him to a grizzly bear.

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

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

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

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

And how you make the darkness seem so bright

Am i the only one who tried to write love on her arms?

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks