This is a song about "Spiked lemonade"

Cause im as so sour as lemonade

At an extremly alarming rate

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

Sippin lemonade while holdin back a demon hound

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

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

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

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

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

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

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

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again