This is a song about "My sis"

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

I'm lacking peace and what i did to yo sis was a reality

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

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

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

I was the one blowing yo pussy ass while yo sis in kitchen

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

Wonder about my life, got my head in my shoes

That bitch was racist, got me fired

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Grab my knife and my gun

I told him get his 9 and run

You heard my name in my last rap but not my story

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see