This is a song about "Cry little sister"

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

When you see her spit she look like she the rhino sister

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Since your sister got my number my phone can't stop ringing

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

I’m sorry i fucked your sister

Scenes make a grown man cry

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

We had a little sister in the system and i lost her there,

And then i break down and cry

Three j's took me this high