This is a song about "Your sister is damn sexy"

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

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

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Sickly my dick is big and weighty which had your sister tortured

Your sort of like my sister,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

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

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

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Heard you can't sleep, elm is now is your damn street

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Is on the sister or brother, or the father or mother,