This is a song about "Harm me"

But what you know is that nobody can harm

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Of life, harm my bodily functions to be precise

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

He's probably armed with intent to do bodily harm

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

And i aint gotta worry bout that nigga tryna harm me

It's twelve noon, ain't no harm in self inducin' a snooze

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

She hurted me but didn't want to harm

These bitches appear quicker than state farm

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Ma'am i know it hurts, and i'm so sorry but yo boy was tryna harm me

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

Probably modestly, spitting bodily harm on a beat