This is a song about "Harry stykes"

I make a way for my people to see the light

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

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

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

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Getting harry, osborn(i was born) from canon

Make them more insecure when they caught one

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

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

Not only with my hand, but with a black revolver

Though this wasn't magic or happiness like harry potter