This is a song about "Codeine juice"

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

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

But i done did enough codeine to knock future into tomorrow

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

3 or 4 times a day, do codeine and are dope fiends,

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

On guitars no codeine in this resort we destroy

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

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

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

Pussy motherfuckers leanin' like codeine fiends, he's mean,