This is a song about "His sister"

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

My sister, my sister, don't give up your body to impress them nobodies.

Holder of my life belonged to my sister

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Pockets probably like fried food

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

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Sorry i'm not sorry didn't know she was your sister

My sister was sectioned january last year,

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

Poor little baby sister, she don't understand

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

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

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile