This is a song about "Crazy sister"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Combating as crazy

His smile drives me crazy

I got bigger problems baby

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

Poor little baby sister, she don't understand

Your sort of like my sister,

I said i'm hurting her

When you see her spit she look like she the rhino sister

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

You can call me brutha cause i'm fuckin' with your sister

Is all good for nobodyremember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties

My sister, my sister, don't give up your body to impress them nobodies.

Keep me away from her mother and her lil sister

Now shining in the broad day light, go figure