This is a song about "Lemon pledge"

The flag that enslaved 'em, now they pledge allegiance,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

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

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

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

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

Spit #venom with lemon, you're welcome.

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

It has been this way

Instead of pledge we pray

I can't control my rage,cause i still tied with my pledge

So i grab her by the hands and hold her down to the bench