This is a song about "Crispy juice box"

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

No offence taken, i incinerated this beat like fucking crispy bacon,

When your getting drunk at the pub im sipping orange juice

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

Juice that has been consolidated

Then play you all my latest shit

Sipping all sorts of devilish juice

Its cold as shit in this booth

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

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Put thorough breds in the toaster till nice and crispy

How they say that we not working

Bitch is crispy, i'm overcooking