This is a song about "Wanting to fucking your sister"

Enemies wanting to finish me, mind your self as a saint,

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Huh, i can't interpret her

Your sort of like my sister,

So don't worry about me fuckin' your sister,

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

Wanting to blow up, for nothing to remain

Wanting to run away and hide

Reach for the door, get your access denied

You know that love is a very serious thing

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

Your my sister and it hurts though i know takes a wile,

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

I'm mystical with shit to turn your sister to a whore

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before