This is a song about "Lemons apple and mood"

And me my momma was always in a very bad mood

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Looks like he wasn't in a good mood

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

I punched a fuckin' nurse and my mood was improved

I got the mind of a serial killer, i killed glitter and apple fritter, big sean,

Here, take a cab, thanks a lot for the cockshe's gone, and i'm thinkin that my game's so strong

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

I'll punch you in the throat and leave you choking on your adam's apple.

Oh how fast the mood switched and then find out she's a hood bitch

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Snap her adam's apple, have a laugh, and toss her off a bridge

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch

Life's handing you lemons

When you spill out hits