This is a song about "Sister get on my nerves"

So we gonna get on your fucking nerves til u bend it,

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

My sister was sectioned january last year,

I don't know, obviously i disappear

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls

And smokin joints to calm my nerves

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker

Is on the sister or brother, or the father or mother,

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

My sister, my sister, don't give up your body to impress them nobodies.

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

When you took my hand up so calm

No beat, but i get my rhyme on

Of impactful things one can ask for

Your sort of like my sister,