This is a song about "Your sister next"

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

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

Im fucking your sister its kinda hard to complain.

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Your sort of like my sister,

Ay yo you wonder who i are

I need some listerine, see your sister she musta been british,

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

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

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

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

Rock them bitches once then forgot about ‘em forever

You had to say you rather take your sister 'n fuck her

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

I won't mourn when i assassinate and twist barb #wire around your sister/