[man] (Spoken, hesitant) My phone’s ringing again… oh no, it’s my sister. Whiskers, don’t start. [whiskers] (Rapping, sly) Is that your sister, my friend? What does she want, more money again? Always begging, always scheming, always after your dough, Man, you’re a walking ATM, and she’s running the show! Bro, she got you on speed dial for a quick cash grab, While you’re sittin’ there stressin’ over her next tab. She don’t care about your struggles or your plans, She’s out there living while you’re stuck with empty hands! [man] (Sung, defensive) She’s my sister, Whiskers, what can I do? She needs the help; she’s family too. (Sung, frustrated) Yeah, it’s unfair, but I can’t just say no, What if she’s really struggling? I don’t wanna let her go. [whiskers] (Rapping, mocking) Let her go? Man, please, don’t be a clown, You’re just her piggy bank in this side of town! She’s on that broke-life train, first-class seat, And you’re the engine pulling her every week! It’s time to grow a spine, my dude, stand tall, Tell her “get a job,” maybe take a call from HR! Stop shellin’ out cash like it’s fallin’ from the sky, Or you’ll both end up broke—don’t ask me why! [man] (Sung, conflicted) I hear you, Whiskers, but it’s easier said, She says she’s struggling, and it messes with my head. (Sung, resigned) Maybe I’m soft, or just a little too kind, But family’s family—I can’t leave her behind. [whiskers] (Rapping, relentless) Oh, here we go, “family is family,” the speech, While your wallet gets thinner and she’s out on the beach! You’re funding vacations while you’re eating ramen, And she’s out there flexin’ with your dollars, no problem! Listen up, pal, it’s time for a change, Cut her off once, and watch her life rearrange. You’re not a bank, you’re a man, my friend, Let the gravy train hit a hard dead-end! [man] (Spoken, unsure) You really think she’s just using me? [whiskers] (Spoken, smug) Oh, I don’t think—I *know*. And let’s be real, you’re the one letting it happen. [man] (Spoken, defeated) Yeah, but... she’s still my sister. [whiskers] (Spoken, sarcastic) Aww, so noble. Well, enjoy the ramen, hero. But don’t say I didn’t warn you. [man] (Spoken, sighing) Whiskers, you’re impossible. [whiskers] (Spoken, triumphant) And you’re broke! Speaking of which, I need new catnip. Let’s budget *that* in, shall we?