This is a song about "Slf harm"

It take a shank and metal tank to harm me

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

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

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

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

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

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

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

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

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Touched it to your cherry lip balm

I gotta picture the harm

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don