This is a song about "Juice in the cut"

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Cut your body in 9 parts and throw you in the fraser river.

Of the confidence juice

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

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

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

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

Then i will cut a bitch up an then leave them in the hood

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Cut him up, put the pieces in a case