This is a song about "Erics three sisters"

Up at three, school at dawn,

'til it's like a mile long

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

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

So listen when the sisters whisper slightly audibly,

Poetic brothers and sisters, do good for the listeners,

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

I visited your sisters and we had some intimate fucking

Ho i kick it, i punt it like reggie roby or something