This is a song about "Mathews sister"

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

Few days back my sister lost her son....

But c-can't look up in that mirror

And later found out that was your sister

Poke out from behind her

Your sort of like my sister,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

When you see her spit she look like she the rhino sister

You can call me brutha cause i'm fuckin' with your sister

Now i'm shinin in the broad, day-light - go figure

Poor little baby sister, she don't understand

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Fucking ya own sister in her sleep

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Rip your mother, sister, father and daughter