This is a song about "Sister tonka"

I collect debts an post death threats, pain inflicter amoungst your sister,

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

Since your sister got my number my phone can't stop ringing

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Keep me away from her mother and her lil sister

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

My sister, my sister, don't give up your body to impress them nobodies.

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

And there's little to be glad for

Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,

My sister was sectioned january last year,

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

Babbling with no manners, singin' like anna, when she first sang to her sister

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I’m sorry i fucked your sister

To the homestead suites to drink liquor