This is a song about "Hot sisters"

That cellphone that i bought

I though i was red hot

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

So listen when the sisters whisper slightly audibly,

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

Album covers ‘n the sisters of friends

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Poetic brothers and sisters, do good for the listeners,

Spit fire, lava. whatever cause it's hot.

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot