This is a song about "Stop self harm"

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

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

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

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

He's probably armed with intent to do bodily harm

Not even he satan can harm me with his hardest hit,

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

I gotta picture the harm

No tats dey for my arm

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

It's twelve noon, ain't no harm in self inducin' a snooze

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

And i aint gotta worry bout that nigga tryna harm me