This is a song about "Lemon"

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

Lemon drop, drop acid, never stop thought patterns

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

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

So keep fronting till my peeps come

Spit #venom with lemon, you're welcome.

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

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free