This is a song about "Gin and juice"

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

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Hit you with a different gin and, spiritual flow so erratic

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick

Sippin' on the gin and tonic

Cause i know vodka and juice make a hell of a mixture,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Sipping all sorts of devilish juice

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

Give'm some gin and tonic to congratulate ya