This is a song about "Carbon dioxide"

I'm hearin' this shit, your rhymes are sour tastin' like lime

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

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

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

But not expecting the sour is your top mistake

This is anti mark mcguire it takes patience for power

They used to hate wit faces like the grapes they ate was sour

Sulfur grains all up in my domain,

Floor seats at that wizards game

Give me dome, then let me skate

Cause im as so sour as lemonade

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

There made out of carbon mesh!

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Inside an auschwitz chamber, hydrogen cyanide infiltrates ya