This is a song about "Sour"

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Back pack smell like sour and breath like corona

But not expecting the sour is your top mistake

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

Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook

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

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

Wolf gang pete and gon' live, running outta time

But not expecting the sour is your top mistake

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

One sweet, one sour, my honeybee and my bumblebee

Smokin sweet and sour

Cause it's like you're my mirror