This is a song about "My sibling"

I dont love you im just confused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Got my head in my hands.

Grab my knife and my gun

I can only imagine

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Dc, man over money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

These my rhymes and my story

I reel them in, goadomes on see