This is a song about "Juice boxes"

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

I really hate people putting dvds back in the wrong boxes,

My girls and my sbs, got a thing for pink boxes

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

I got the juice, i got the juice (yup!)

Sipping all sorts of devilish juice

Its cold as shit in this booth

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

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Put the money in boxes and sell it and still make profit,

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

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

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