This is a song about "Cousin getting married"

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

Married to the devil, for better or worse

It was just the four of us uptown corners

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I lost my cousin to a gun he left his baby girl

Jewish getting married in the church of st. sebastian

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

He was my cousin and he was there for me

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Asia grants my cousin and we'd always be discussing

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

My cousin dont get me hard,

We raiders of the lost ark

And scared he married o'hare the moment illinois put him in lock

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught