This is a song about "Protective sister"

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

That our over protective president

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

So don't worry about me fuckin' your sister,

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

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Catch you up on places i've been

Few days back my sister lost her son....

I won't mourn when i assassinate and twist barb #wire around your sister/

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

Poor little baby sister, she don't understand

Holder of my life belonged to my sister

But i ate the whole plate like a fat bitch dinner

Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her