This is a song about "Sour cream"

So sour its like drinking blood for the power

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

But make it in time for shitty re-runs of rocket power

They used to hate wit faces like the grapes they ate was sour

Took the van, went snatch her

Smokin sweet and sour

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

But... what's oreo without the cream?

And i put you on the team

So we're plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure cream

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Glued to my taste buds, i can feel em, they sour