This is a song about "Juice wrld"

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

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

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

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Sipping all sorts of devilish juice

High as shit, i’m in a booth

And maybe get you a juice

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

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

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

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

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice