This is a song about "Cold juice"

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

Of the confidence juice

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Wake up in your livin' room, calm, relaxed, gin and juice,

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

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

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

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

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Sipping all sorts of devilish juice

That one - drown in the juice nigga

Beautiful are thou, africa

And maybe get you a juice

Niggas die over shoes