This is a song about "I love my fake sister mikayla"

I hate this fake ass smile on my face

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

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

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

Cause i'm in game of twister with you sister, so i pull down my rigor zipper,

I love my life, and i love my wife

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Holder of my life belonged to my sister

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

I took your girl and sister, had a threesome in my new car

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

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

My sister died before i was born i am the mothafucka that survive

This isn't no griot but a mere portion of a semi-important life