This is a song about "Sisters"

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

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

And i got them gold bottles, first place

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

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

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

And i'm only just rehearsin' to what i'll do to your sisters and your girlfriends

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

So listen when the sisters whisper slightly audibly,