This is a song about "Harm"

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

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

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

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

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

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

He's probably armed with intent to do bodily harm

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Full of shit, like i ate that john

She hurted me but didn't want to harm

The fire brigade laid rest to the flames and claimed no harm was done,

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

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

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

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

But what you know is that nobody can harm