This is a song about "You re skinny arms"

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

After all that shit you still call me baby in your arms

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Body in his arms he holds her up says baby don’t go i love you baby

Plus she's glad for the little things she hasand over there there's a lady

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

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

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

If this was c.o.d, ill shoot your ass every time you re-spawn

Put my arms around you n never let go,

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

Wrap my arms around you and cuddle.

I'm on the block as usual

Its totally up you but will you please re survey

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day