This is a song about "Crazy sister"

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

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingohh look in the mirror

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Keep me away from her mother and her lil sister

My lady, my baby

Combating as crazy

You can call me brutha cause i'm fuckin' with your sister

If its not couture, i will not go to her

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

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Growing up, your dreams are getting bigger

And later found out that was your sister

Fucking ya own sister in her sleep

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

His smile drives me crazy

Who trill as me, roll two of tree