This is a song about "Lost sister"

Your sort of like my sister,

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

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

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer

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

Your my sister and it hurts though i know takes a wile,

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

Poor little baby sister, she don't understand

Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

My sister was sectioned january last year,

My sister, my sister, don't give up your body to impress them nobodies.

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace