This is a song about "Guava juice"

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

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

Food gives energy, people pursue the recipes but are drained of juice

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Fuck pro tools, this shit is all-natural like orange juice.

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

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

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

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

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

Im on that happy juice, i'm master proof

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Of the confidence juice

Duck duck, say goose