This is a song about "Harm"

And i prayed for my brother to be in no harm

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

I just want somebody i can see

It take a shank and metal tank to harm me

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

She hurted me but didn't want to harm

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

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

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

Suicide and self harm leaving us all to fear,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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

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

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