This is a song about "My baby sister"

She should have invited her

Your sort of like my sister,

My sister said she likes my raps cause it sounds good

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

Tell my mother i love her, kiss baby sister goodbye

Trying to stay above water, that's why we shun the navy

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

You make a nigga's night turn day

That's just where my baby stay

Baby i’mma mess, mess

On toys for my baby princess

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

Since your sister got my number my phone can't stop ringing

Oh you mad ‘cause i’m stylin’ from the city of power

Memories of my little sister but she's gone and i miss her.