This is a song about "Damage"

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

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

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

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

This collateral damage, a mind of obsession

My position improving, not to mention

So y'all can cope n' touch

That we're doin all this damage,

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

I do damage with my razor

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

The instamatic focal point bringing damage to your boroughs

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

Use verbal semantics to cause damage

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Behold the truth they're doing more damage than us