This is a song about "Harm"

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

Probably modestly, spitting bodily harm on a beat

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

She hurted me but didn't want to harm

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

Of life, harm my bodily functions to be precise

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

He's probably armed with intent to do bodily harm

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

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

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

Once as a slave who imagined being free

You wanna harm me, you better bring a army,

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

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