This is a song about "Harry watson"

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

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

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

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Though this wasn't magic or happiness like harry potter

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Its elementary my dear watson...such treachery

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

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

This is everything that we call hype

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

Getting harry, osborn(i was born) from canon

And last but not least please don't tell no one

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

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one