This is a song about "Darling harry"

My little darling, you're young your fresh you don't need a man.

Gucci mane i run the land from africa to pakistan

Gliding through the skies as the slow minds wander

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

I know these haters watching

Yeah, i say hello my darling

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of may,

If you out there let me hear you say

Killing is my hobbie, fuck harry potter nigga, i finna kill dobbie

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Getting harry, osborn(i was born) from canon

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Though this wasn't magic or happiness like harry potter

It's the rap monger, rap monster earl sweat attack, conquer

Man i'm starving, may as well get a nice looking darling/

They ain’t really for condoms, i just think that it’s shocking