This is a song about "Harry po"

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

Rappers are regular people minus money ya like

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Getting high infront of the, po-lice, higher then i was before, see?

So the po-po never know

I hit the studio

So tell em parappa the rapper nigga rap harder

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

Ajmo pit po toni

Hail mary nigga, run quick see