This is a song about "My sisters"

Secret society all we ask is trust

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Poetic brothers and sisters, do good for the listeners,

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

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

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Album covers ‘n the sisters of friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I knew there was brother, some sisters and a mom ‘n’ dad

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Peace be to my brothers and sisters

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats