This is a song about "Boost juice"

Rap was created by the hated people, it was meant to boost ya,

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

And maybe get you a juice

Of the confidence juice

Duck duck, say goose

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

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

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

Living like a recluse, proven to be insane, and boost,

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

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