This is a song about "Harry l"

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

Take that big l for skipping school

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

Walk that body, talk that body

L y r i to the c

Ask in 10 years and l guarantee the same response

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

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

By any means necessary get campaign right

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

It star-ted to feel #right, the l#east of my repelling