This is a song about "British harry potter"

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

I need some listerine, see your sister she musta been british,

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

My flow is like a british man, it's motherfuckin' peachy keen,

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Getting harry, osborn(i was born) from canon

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

School of the hard knocks with some british knights

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

I'm spreadin' to all the crews back, peace harry mike,

So tell em parappa the rapper nigga rap harder

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

British troops intervene

For thinking you clean