This is a song about "Harry east"

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Waiting for the perfect time for conversation

East coast to west coast all across the nation

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

In the middle east, only the poverty's afflicted

Head east through asia, and start to depopulate, the inflated countries,

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Like east is to side, and west is to coast

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Getting harry, osborn(i was born) from canon

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

Unleash the street beast into the breeze, west or east,

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend