This is a song about "Keith lemon"

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

My lady, my baby

Thats keith and actualluy kaarnage raised in a barn bitch

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

Spit #venom with lemon, you're welcome.

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

Grind a lemon to the blunt so that the smoke'll smell fantastic

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Lemon drop, drop acid, never stop thought patterns

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

Right flows down and they might go nice

Some shit like this would be keith,