This is a song about "Famous sister"

Just to make it famous

Hop off the bus

Here i go again, falling in love

I have the end goal of becomin' famous,

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

I'm a brute, your sister blow my flute,

Something worth dying for

Your sort of like my sister,

Too many situations, too many people getting famous

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

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

If ratting is college i bet you niggas is master splinter

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

How these fake niggas gettin so famous.

All i wanna do is get famous,

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus