This is a song about "Sour patches"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

One sweet, one sour, my honeybee and my bumblebee

But not expecting the sour is your top mistake

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Gnawing on these rappers & they have a rather sour taste

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

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

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

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her