This is a song about "Harm"

This rapping is just a charm

She hurted me but didn't want to harm

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

For me it's all that matters i harm cunts with slashes

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

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

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

And i prayed for my brother to be in no harm

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

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

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

Probably modestly, spitting bodily harm on a beat