This is a song about "Harm"

And snap your arm, for every time they cause you massive harm,

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

New message from mom

I gotta picture the harm

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

While he still shouts shit because he knows he is in no harm

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

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

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

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

And i prayed for my brother to be in no harm

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Suicide and self harm leaving us all to fear,

She hurted me but didn't want to harm

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