This is a song about "Harry stykes"

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

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

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

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

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

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Getting harry, osborn(i was born) from canon

Though this wasn't magic or happiness like harry potter

All this is probably karma, you dishonored the father

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

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