This is a song about "Got juice"

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

I'm the nigga with the juice

Zero options to choose

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

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

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

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

That one - drown in the juice nigga

A legend have to bow, africa

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

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

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