This is a song about "Harm"

It take a shank and metal tank to harm me

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Hurt me harm me,cut me scar me,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Of life, harm my bodily functions to be precise

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Probably modestly, spitting bodily harm on a beat

But what you know is that nobody can harm

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

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

But he was scared, didn't want to see her come to no harm,