This is a song about "Harm"

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

You don't have to be 'bad' to cause harm to others.

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Of life, harm my bodily functions to be precise

And snap your arm, for every time they cause you massive harm,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Judged must be insane to wanna self harm

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

For me it's all that matters i harm cunts with slashes

But what you know is that nobody can harm

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

She hurted me but didn't want to harm

Hodgy beats is like limp balm