This is a song about "Harm"

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

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

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

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

Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit

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

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

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear

Suicide and self harm leaving us all to fear,

And i prayed for my brother to be in no harm

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

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

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

And save her from this path that we call self harm?