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

I collect debts an post death threats, pain inflicter amoungst your sister,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Trip, and then you never snitch

I love my dick like i love my bitch

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

Killa you already know harlem

This isn't no griot but a mere portion of a semi-important life

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

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

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

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

It's so annoying when i cant talk to my love,

Cause i'm in game of twister with you sister, so i pull down my rigor zipper,

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

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

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