This is a song about "Sisters for islam"

I visited your sisters and we had some intimate fucking

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Jump for the clouds reach for the sky

And don't ever fuckin mention islam

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

She looks for money , i look for life

I used to have a nine to five

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

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

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Christianity islam involve the lord

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

But for equality, for peace and prosperity,