This is a song about "You killed my sister"

You can call me brutha cause i'm fuckin' with your sister

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Pour out a little liquor

Your sort of like my sister,

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,

Tell my mother i love her, kiss baby sister goodbye

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

What the fuck are you doing, she's my sister, you best be nice to her

Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker

Few days back my sister lost her son....

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Its me and you and fuck your sister too

Even though she make it hard for me to see you