This is a song about "Killing for littil sister"

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

I wanted him out quick my sister was a sucker for his dick,

And later found out that was your sister

The ice ain't really nothing to her

If there was no knives for killing, i could relate

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Your sort of like my sister,

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

Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,

.started makin stak..killing killing killing killing killing killing raps

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Holder of my life belonged to my sister

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Renegades sent away for killing the beat