This is a song about "Lemon lime"

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Tryna dance within the lime light these kids wanna be with the shit

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

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

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

Now its the birth of mcs that bask in the lime light

Dance like it's hammer time in the lime light, ya gonna score

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more

I'm the sick mixture, pricks i'll give ya shit to lime lighters,

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe

Yea that shit's tight but not enough to land you in the lime light