This is a song about "Jakes sister"

Bottles by the case, runnin from the jakes

I like my friends imaginary with no names

Your sort of like my sister,

Talk to the mirror

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

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

I just wanna be higher than that

Sister act your ass man, sap

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Keep me away from her mother and her lil sister

As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger

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

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

Fam 2s me a blem, dishonor on the jakes