My name is Harry Mac. I’m making videos for my YouTube channel. I was wondering if you guys would be down to throw me, like, random words to freestyle about real quick. Okay. Yes. Palm. Palm. Yeah, yeah, like a. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Mustard. Mustard. Nice. Would you? Platinum. Platinum. Dope. And you guys can throw them out while I’m rapping too, if you want. Yeah, check it. Yo, every time I spit, I do it in a different way. You said palm. You know, like, what’s giving the shade? H Mac, I break it down. I’m flowing with these. Yeah. Lyrical palm. I’m about to grow like these trees from the motherfucking soil to the top of the sky. Find a rapper half as Royal who be rocking this fly. Yeah! Y’all know I’ll take you to the realest of zones. Yeah! Shouts my cameraman right here who films on the phone. Listen, every time I’m rhyming, they be recognizing them. My every flow is loot. I was like, yo, can I crash your photo shoot? H Mac, I’m coming through, I’m flowing absurd. I said we coming through with cameras. Get to throwing me words, I’ll be doing what I’m feeling. And y’all know I dropped the truest bars. Yeah! Shout out to you cause you were superstar. H Mac, I’m coming through. They better understand it. Mike is burning hot. It’s on fire. It’s about to leave. My hand lit now. Need a bandage now. Check The way I’m about to bust words. Yeah, I got Liberal condiments. But you musturd. Yeah, they already know. H Mac. I flex what I said. I got the mustard, the Mayo and the ketchup.