This is a song about "My fucken sister"

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

Tell my mother i love her, kiss baby sister goodbye

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

Ill get to slap that fucken face and talk about it in my rhymes

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Sickly my dick is big and weighty which had your sister tortured

Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

You trying real hard to appeal to someone

Escaping from my fucken gun

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

I dress fresher even my mother fucken blade sharp!

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Tried to lock my fucken door n go praying

Your sort of like my sister,

The ice ain't really nothing to her