This is a song about "Grape juice"

I heard through the grape vines that you really thought you had a shot

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

And maybe get you a juice

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Like, "peel, fruits, juice, vitamin c?"

Walk that body, talk that body

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

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

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

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

Im on that happy juice, i'm master proof

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

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