This is a song about "Sour pussy"

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

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

And i just want to hold her

Smokin sweet and sour

Lord knows you've been busy

I think you're a pussy

I jumped straight in to that pussy,

Please boo what's your size crazy

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

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

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

An be puffin on that sour so you really mean it

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Renown for actin foul and sour every hour