This is a song about "Your sister"

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

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

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

Your my sister and it hurts though i know takes a wile,

You is not hip then i can not coach her

And later found out that was your sister

That's your sister, gf, wifey, if you found out i bet you'd hate me

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

I won't mourn when i assassinate and twist barb #wire around your sister/

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Rip your mother, sister, father and daughter

Older people looking at me how i bought all of this

I need some listerine, see your sister she musta been british,

I thought i recognized her

Your sort of like my sister,