This is a song about "Apple juice"

Juice that has been consolidated

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

And maybe get you a juice

High as shit, i’m in a booth

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Sipping all sorts of devilish juice

Food gives energy, people pursue the recipes but are drained of juice

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Fuck pro tools, this shit is all-natural like orange juice.

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth