This is a song about "Harm"

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

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

She going to borrow some money

Hurt me harm me,cut me scar me,

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Probably modestly, spitting bodily harm on a beat

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

I gotta picture the harm

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

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

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