This is a song about "My sister trying to turn me in"

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Your sort of like my sister,

Hold on to the now, cuz i know sex be changing everything

She's just trying to raise me, concerned with my well-being,

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

Why this cancer is trying to take my beautiful wife from me.

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

My thoughts are filled with darkness, in turn it fills me with calmness

Trying to perfect my flow and rhyme skills, trying to rap fast,

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

Just me trying to skate by

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

And trying to get with me for props inside of my clique,