This is a song about "Sir skito"

Now i'm shinin in the broad, day-light - go figure

 the last thing you would hear would be " no sir",

And put it together

My records sell, yes sir

"excuse me sir what can i do for you?"

I gotta tell you that my love is true

And that i spent the night with her

But who the fuck cares sir?

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

This ill right here, i represent the future

Yes sir, shoulda stayed your ass in church,

His gift is a curse, forget the earth, he's got the urge

My records sell, yes sir

Wale, spitta, 9th wonder

I need a backyard full court size

Please sir give me advice