This is a song about "Harm"

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

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

But what you know is that nobody can harm

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

So sad you had to miss your mom' s prom

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

Of life, harm my bodily functions to be precise

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

You in debt to the game success is expected

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

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

Hurt me harm me,cut me scar me,

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

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this