This is a song about "My fat and lazy sister"

Mobb deep shook it but prodigy took it a lil' too far

I took your girl and sister, had a threesome in my new car

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

I'm a brute, your sister blow my flute,

And i listen to common

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

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

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

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Coroners comfort your mama

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister

That!but i am ugly and fat,

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat