This is a song about "Slice arms"

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Pick the knife up off the counter and make the first slice/

Your arms enfold me, cloak me

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

And in those third world countries it's used like soviet arms,

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Snapple fact: you rather wack

What it'll do. slice you back

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

Ill slice the head off all you

So strong, was her will to make her home in his arms,

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

You haters put up your guards

Minus your head legs arms