Broskie always got me, whether inwardly or outward

Tell him everything, even when it's awkward

Why you always got my back? I'm just sayin'

Your crazy love for little sis is so amazing

I mean, I mean... Raising

Little sisters is no joke, the job is not a hoax

Like Piltdown Man, chasing off stupid boys like dopes

With their stupid jokes and little sisters stubborn as oaks

Growing wild as weeds, you tryin' to point in the right direction

At the same time, not crushing their dreams

Not dimming their conception, conception of their needs

Yet not pausing correction of their well-planned schemes

I know it's hard, but you rock it, you got it

You lovin' it like McDonalds

Drama every day, catching hot tears in a bottle

I know sometimes you feel you wanna throttle

Me

But although I can make things unnecessarily uneasy

Your love still flows like a river

Drops of honey from a comb, arrows shot from a quiver

Continuously

Yeah, that's the love of a brother (hey)

Superman undercover (hey)

Your heart still cares when your body can't be there

Half the war paint of my soul, you wear it like a shield

For my fear

Broskie gets me real tight in the middle of a fight

But when he pulls my hair and smiles, I know everything's alright

Little sister priceless, you love me without price

I won't even pay a nickel for your fashion advice

Just kidding

That outfit was actually nice

Princess in a dress? I'm sorry to distress

But you emphasize that I, yi yi, must always look my best

Your words I save on a memory card

To scroll through when some stuff gets hard

I won't forget the stuff we've been through

Nor should you forget your munchkin always loves you