This is a song about "Harm"

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Didn't control 'em / but was no harm intended

And i aint gotta worry bout that nigga tryna harm me

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

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Is it for the best or is it doing more harm?

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

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Acting like they can kill me, rapping like they can harm me,

He's probably armed with intent to do bodily harm

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

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Of life, harm my bodily functions to be precise