This is a song about "Sir skito"

Please sir give me advice

Short days, long nights

You suck like a hoover, i'm here to end your term, sir

If u believe that, nigga you is dumb as ever

I get a pen and paper

But do you smoke crack sir?

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Pacific of mine, sir', uh.. dismissed

Yes sir, shoulda stayed your ass in church,

But you gotta understand i been broken and this my purge,

I like to communicate my movement to grace, no prayers for you, sir

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

That's that young sir rapper

You told me god was the answer

Although thought that we would grow

"scuse me sir, do you know?"