This is a song about "Harm"

Touched it to your cherry lip balm

I gotta picture the harm

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

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

And i prayed for my brother to be in no harm

I'm keepin all my photos in my 23rd psalm

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

And i aint gotta worry bout that nigga tryna harm me

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Or did i sprout a new arm, cat squad causing all this harm,