This is a song about "Gooch juice"

Eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Juice that has been consolidated

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

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

That one - drown in the juice nigga

They infiltrate our homes, africa

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

I know this dude is flow is juice

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Sid's got that mysterious juice up up in his under hip

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose