This is a song about "Th my big sister"

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

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

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

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Used to find dope in his coat

My sister died before i was born i am the mothafucka that survive

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better

Don't even see my blood mother, brother, father, sister, whatever

Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl

Mirror mirror on the wall