This is a song about "Lime"

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

Cus i'm gonna love you girl until the end of time

I'm hearin' this shit, your rhymes are sour tastin' like lime

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

Now its the birth of mcs that bask in the lime light

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

Dance like it's hammer time in the lime light, ya gonna score

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

Your lime ricks, can't handle my click/

, piercing the skin of ranked lime, as if that meant something

All because she said no to homecoming, demons running

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

Yea that shit's tight but not enough to land you in the lime light