This is a song about "My stink sister"

I wanted him out quick my sister was a sucker for his dick,

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

If critics say my rhyme's stink, i'll fry em til there's burnin smells

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

Feel my wrath, take a bath, you stink.

And i'm just being honest

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

Let my sister get raped cause i'm that young,

Holder of my life belonged to my sister

My steak good, i got a good cut like splinter

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker

Memories of my little sister but she's gone and i miss her.

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number