This is a song about "Juice box"

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

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

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Sipping all sorts of devilish juice

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

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

Ridiculed cause i think outside the box

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Don't let the juice spill pac!

My four-four's givin payback

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Coolest thing to come out the ice box