This is a song about "Damage"

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

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Behold the truth they're doing more damage than us

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

My mama smoked so god damn much

The damage, you just baggage

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper

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

The instamatic focal point bringing damage to your boroughs

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Use verbal semantics to cause damage

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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