This is a song about "Lemons"

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

But fuck it, life's handin' you lemons, make lemonade then

But that's what life gives me, now i let the lemons squeeze

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Life's handing you lemons

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then

But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Always tried to think positive, like when life gives you lemons

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits