This is a song about "Damage"

It ain't havoc or damage, it's magic in an artistic state

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

The instamatic focal point bringing damage to your boroughs

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

So y'all can cope n' touch

The damage, you just baggage

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Perhaps you suffered brain damage back when you had that accident?

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

This collateral damage, a mind of obsession

And i ain't frontin for her

I do damage with my razor

The damage is major, hoping it all gets better

But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever