This is a song about "Sour cristal"

Seeking for oasis, cristal by the cases, ladies of all races with dime

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

Imma show my true worth/ sort out the sour shit and skip to the dessert/

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Smokin sweet and sour

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

But not expecting the sour is your top mistake

One sweet, one sour, my honeybee and my bumblebee

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Back pack smell like sour and breath like corona

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