This is a song about "Harm"

But he was scared, didn't want to see her come to no harm,

You know, kiss his mom. she gave him wisdom charm

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

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

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

The fire brigade laid rest to the flames and claimed no harm was done,

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

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

So sad you had to miss your mom' s prom

She hurted me but didn't want to harm

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

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

But what you know is that nobody can harm

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong