This is a song about "Your harry"

Though this wasn't magic or happiness like harry potter

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

When you spill out hits

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

Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

Then lost my faith again

Improve your encouragement,

Put the purp in the blunt

Leave your running to your mamma,

My all gold rolly or the