This is a song about "Sour cristal"

Smokin sweet and sour

You know the gunpowder

But not expecting the sour is your top mistake

You want a husband, but no one has a cape

Back pack smell like sour and breath like corona

Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the sofa

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

Cause im as so sour as lemonade

Cause when you try to sound it out, it leaves a sour taste in your mouth.

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Say it's all your fault while the ground engraved your sour look.

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good