This is a song about "Damage"

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

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

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

You cant stop it,you cant withstand the damage

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

The instamatic focal point bringing damage to your boroughs

Thug life niggas and we be ready for whatever

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

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

But no amount could amount to a rap that could damage me

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

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

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

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate