This is a song about "A kid named haris"

Dear reader, hiphopwizard secretly fucks a transvestite named peter

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Dc, wale - nice ball cap

Just a kid tranna rap

Raising a kid on your own

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

By a crackhead named june

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

But i was a stupid little kid

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

I got a gun named moses, i’m in the club wit' it

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/

Everything ain't what it seems

Have a kid, have disease