This is a song about "Harry truman"

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Though this wasn't magic or happiness like harry potter

If its not couture, i will not go to her

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

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

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

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Getting harry, osborn(i was born) from canon

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Shawty where your baton, racing through my mind like

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