This is a song about "Your suster"

See dog? rap is my aim

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Without the sound of guns

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

So we can live again

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

How the fuck you wipe your ass

And that i spent the night with her

Your on fire.. your on fire

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Sethered your spine, your movement lines