This is a song about "Bettle juice"

That one - drown in the juice nigga

Educate yourselves, of africa

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

And maybe get you a juice

Niggas die over shoes

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

You still stare at frozen juice cans, cause they say concentrate.

All i got is this orange jump suit, i got sick from grapefruit juice,

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

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

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

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

I swear they think i'm crazy

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

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