This is a song about "I love my fake sister mikayla"

Mobb deep shook it but prodigy took it a lil' too far

I took your girl and sister, had a threesome in my new car

Tell my mother i love her, kiss baby sister goodbye

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

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

I see the devil grinning, as if he winning

I think it excited her

I’m sorry i fucked your sister

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

My sister died before i was born i am the mothafucka that survive

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Ur love was always fake

My sister was sectioned january last year,

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

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

But rather than singing non praise the dude