This is a song about "Lemon aid"

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

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

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

Haven't rested for five days, just trying to sleep, go to rite aid

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

The kids are wasting food while others ache for the day they get aid from groups

And take a sip like its kool-aid drink

If i lost you be patient

It's no longer a new jack city

Master, bubba, and lemon g,