This is a song about "Cause i know"

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

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

Smooth or sweet toned cause i know that you're slow,

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

I say that keeps me going

Cause they know i keep showin'

Cause now i know i can smoke until my throat dries out,

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

Cause baby i got u and u know this

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

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

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

'cause i know the way to get 'em motivated