This is a song about "Juice wrld and lifes a dungeon"

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

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

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

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Lifes a bitch than ya die,

Never had a chance to try

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

And it ain't no thing, you in dugas dungeon

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

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

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Overdose heimlich procedure reversing in time saving lifes like a crime

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

My lifes like a camera it flashes before my eyes

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

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