This is a song about "Beatle juice"

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

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

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

I'm the nigga with the juice

So i ain't giving a fuck

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

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

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

Sid's got that mysterious juice up up in his under hip

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit

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

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

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

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Don't let the juice spill pac!

Yeah, the sex in the sack