This is a song about "Harm"

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

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

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

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

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

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

Probably modestly, spitting bodily harm on a beat

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Hurt me harm me,cut me scar me,

Than the muse of a family

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,

And i prayed for my brother to be in no harm

So sad you had to miss your mom' s prom