This is a song about "The arrow"

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Fuck a gun wheres my bow? flaming arrow in stock, aiming at your throat ready to let it go

The truth but thats the way

But keep them cigarettes away

My sim card's the bomb

The weed into the bong

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

And to this day slaughterhouse, poison arrow bunch,

Know you want me to fall

Where the ball meets the wall

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

You saved me takin a arrow to the knee but i still stung like a little bee.

I tend to leave them quite offended if they too dependent

The water from the past is the same water in the present