This is a song about "Gamer juice"

I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

And maybe get you a juice

Yeah, look here i pay dues

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

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

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Juice that has been consolidated

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

All i got is this orange jump suit, i got sick from grapefruit juice,

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

Duck duck, say goose

Of the confidence juice

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

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose