This is a song about "Harry findlay"

Your bitch just ain't full of you, she just might be a dyke

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

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

You're #presidential but #you #don't #do #shit like harry truman,

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

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

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

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Though this wasn't magic or happiness like harry potter

Plus my kicks are nik', this what the bitches like

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

Getting harry, osborn(i was born) from canon

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from