This is a song about "Your sister next"

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

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

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

I'm a brute, your sister blow my flute,

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

So don't worry about me fuckin' your sister,

And later found out that was your sister

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

They let me out so you should hide your sister hide your mother

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Sorry i'm not sorry didn't know she was your sister

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

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

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace