This is a song about "Abaseen kebabs lollipop sour"

Don't look so sour i didn't mean it

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Cause when you try to sound it out, it leaves a sour taste in your mouth.

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

Cause im as so sour as lemonade

Glued to my taste buds, i can feel em, they sour

You is not hip then i can not coach her

But not expecting the sour is your top mistake

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

Gnawing on these rappers & they have a rather sour taste

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised