This is a song about "I got the juice"

I don't wanna leave the house i got

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

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

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

About how i'm an asshole and i don't rap about relevant issues,

That's the message injected into the fruit they bite into, it's in their apple juice

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

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

Our history that they stole, africa

That one - drown in the juice nigga

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

Like, i got the peel so tell them fruits i got the juice you can invite em and see (vitamin c)

People hollerin' out the windown, hey boosie you got the juice now

Dun want your courtesy bitch i won't bet even my a.tom call me a low brow