This is a song about "Sour"

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

Don't look so sour i didn't mean it

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Imma show my true worth/ sort out the sour shit and skip to the dessert/

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

Let em marinate, you forever late

But not expecting the sour is your top mistake

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

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

An be puffin on that sour so you really mean it

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

So sour its like drinking blood for the power

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

This is for my bitches gettin' high on the regular