This is a song about "Sour patch"

Took the van, went snatch her

Smokin sweet and sour

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

But not expecting the sour is your top mistake

Cause im as so sour as lemonade

Low income no bills getting paid

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Gnawing on these rappers & they have a rather sour taste

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Renown for actin foul and sour every hour

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Hearts been ripped open, wait i'm heartless no need to patch it

Mr. teen and mr. t with a mouth full of powder

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