This is a song about "Keith lemon"

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Lemon drop, drop acid, never stop thought patterns

Gotta go, let her leave

Some shit like this would be keith,

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

I just want somebody i can see

Spit #venom with lemon, you're welcome.

For those whey no fit dey fix son

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

I know i'm right, n my shine makes blind, no lemon or limes,

Thats keith and actualluy kaarnage raised in a barn bitch

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage