This is a song about "Sour patches"

Gnawing on these rappers & they have a rather sour taste

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

I'm hearin' this shit, your rhymes are sour tastin' like lime

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

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

An be puffin on that sour so you really mean it

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

But not expecting the sour is your top mistake

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

You're minds gone sour

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her