This is a song about "Harm"

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

But what you know is that nobody can harm

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

He's probably armed with intent to do bodily harm

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Acting like they can kill me, rapping like they can harm me,

And i aint gotta worry bout that nigga tryna harm me

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

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

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