This is a song about "Apple juice time"

Im on that happy juice, i'm master proof

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

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

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Wake up in your livin' room, calm, relaxed, gin and juice,

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

I know this dude is flow is juice

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

Niggas die over shoes

Sipping all sorts of devilish juice

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Like, "peel, fruits, juice, vitamin c?"

Dc, man over money