This is a song about "Damage"

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

Marijuana smoke doesn't damage ur mind

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

But you better switch your lane before i spit you some damage

I do damage with my razor

Get your paper, see you later

Bricks, cement and mortar couldn't repair the damage i caused her,

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Damage both fysical and mentally they felt

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

I'm your favorite neighborhood rapper, please send me the damage fees

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

I love doing damage, i love going savage, i'ma pulverize this faggot

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

Inflict enough damage till your scarred for life, tired and cry,