This is a song about "Lemon sorbet"

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

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

Heart cold as ice in a cup of fucking sorbet

Okay, fucking with me nigga no way

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

Lemon drop, drop acid, never stop thought patterns

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Spit #venom with lemon, you're welcome.

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

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

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy