This is a song about "My annoying sisters"

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Can't break up to make up,she wake up, im out

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Bro, i got more flows than your sisters seen

Now i'm a dick and annoying call me a wasp

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

So listen when the sisters whisper slightly audibly,

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

Poetic brothers and sisters, do good for the listeners,

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather