This is a song about "Bettle juice"

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

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

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

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

I'm the nigga with the juice

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

She said i'm ready to fuck

How beautiful are thou, africa

That one - drown in the juice nigga

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

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

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Cause i know vodka and juice make a hell of a mixture,