This is a song about "Lemon meringue"

Lemon drop, drop acid, never stop thought patterns

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

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

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I don't care what it did to them

Spit #venom with lemon, you're welcome.

And my kick game beyond crazy

Master, bubba, and lemon g,