This is a song about "Cranberry juice"

Its cold as shit in this booth

I'm the nigga with the juice

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

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

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

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

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

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

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice

Fuck pro tools, this shit is all-natural like orange juice.

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

How beautiful are thou, africa

That one - drown in the juice nigga