This is a song about "My sisters"

So listen when the sisters whisper slightly audibly,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

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

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

My streaks my testament.

Attention is a must

Poetic brothers and sisters, do good for the listeners,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

He said my sisters smart and if you're good with her then good

This is my original, my validation

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin