This is a song about "Little sister"

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

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

And later found out that was your sister

And the last one, he's in the mirror

I’m sorry i fucked your sister

And i ain't frontin for her

Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter

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

Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Memories of my little sister but she's gone and i miss her.

Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror

Keep me away from her mother and her lil sister

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer