This is a song about "Harm"

Suicide and self harm leaving us all to fear,

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Not even he satan can harm me with his hardest hit,

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

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

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

It's twelve noon, ain't no harm in self inducin' a snooze

And i aint gotta worry bout that nigga tryna harm me

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

And i'mma show you how the south was won

She hurted me but didn't want to harm