This is a song about "Spiked lemonade"

To life, striped in a straight jacket, mind void of light, spiked with a great habit

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Sippin lemonade while holdin back a demon hound

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then

But fuck it, life's handin' you lemons, make lemonade then

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

To life, striped in a straight jacket, mind void of light, spiked with a great habit.

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Cause im as so sour as lemonade

They fasting they won't leave me ate