This is a song about "Jin and juice"

Sipping all sorts of devilish juice

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

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

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

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

Niggas die over shoes

And maybe get you a juice

Cause i know vodka and juice make a hell of a mixture,

I’m picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer

Cause i know vodka and juice make a hell of a mixture,

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar

I'm the nigga with the juice

Its cold as shit in this booth

Her blood leaking, so i drink it like juice, duck duck goose

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news