This is a song about "Harry smith hagget"

This track rips, a smith and wesson is my protection

Enough to paint a picture, my true profession

Though this wasn't magic or happiness like harry potter

And the games appeal to the struggling youth with no father

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

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

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

With a smith and wessen and your confessing

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Think you're fresh? talk to will smith. i've rocked these hills since

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips