This is a song about "Apple juice"

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

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

Eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Watch me do, stop and shoot, acidrap i got the juice

She said i'm ready to fuck

I got the juice, i got the juice (yup!)

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Of the confidence juice

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks