This is a song about "I am a professional laughsassin sis"

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

Turnin on that game cube til i woke up my sis

Like a jet pilot, professional soccer player, a cop....

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

I'm not a professional, but no longer a rookie

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

I keep it professional so my actions are kinda skeptical/

You left in a bind baby sis crying

I was born to do the damn thing

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

I am spitting rhymes out like i am a type of robot

I'm lacking peace and what i did to yo sis was a reality

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree