This is a song about "Suicide and self harm"

Thinkin bout suicide

Jt: no one to hold her tight

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

Stab my self to death and end the suffering tonight

And i'll never contemplate suicide again i'm too alive

This isn't no griot but a mere portion of a semi-important life

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

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

Committing unspeakable acts of deceit and self pity

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

Words corrupted him and made him self concious again,

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

He commit suicide

Take her on a long ride

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

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos