This is a song about "Sour food"

And i got a little big, keep it low key

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

Watch how quickly they find a new leader

They engulfing mass sour and mad powder.

Cause im as so sour as lemonade

Way too much right here is at stake

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

Banging out niggas with attitude

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Now all im tryna do is get food

Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot