This is a song about "Cranberry juice"

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

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Sipping all sorts of devilish juice

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

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

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

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

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Of the confidence juice

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

That's the message injected into the fruit they bite into, it's in their apple juice

Anybody who talk shit i getting sliced up. so iif u see me on cbs news

Watch me do, stop and shoot, acidrap i got the juice

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

I know this dude is flow is juice