This is a song about "Sisters for islam"

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

So listen when the sisters whisper slightly audibly,

49. for a reason for treason,

Me and my microphone could be one

Better yet they work my every nerve

Peace be to my brothers and sisters

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Bro, i got more flows than your sisters seen