This is a song about "Sour souls"

The souls i uplifted,

Keep the bitches on my dick

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Illuminati in control vigilante on patrols philanthropists running the show ruining souls/

Tryin' to be strong and in the process, keep you goini'm bout to lose my composure, i'm gettin' close

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Cause im as so sour as lemonade

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

Revealing universes and habitats unknown to the oldest of souls,

Souls reaped with a studded sickle

With a honey in the middle

They call me grim reaper, i'm the snatcher of souls,

Everything i wanted never seem so close