This is a song about "Harry potter"

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

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

Though this wasn't magic or happiness like harry potter

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Getting harry, osborn(i was born) from canon

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

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

Only to become a potter

Took the van, went snatch her

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

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come