This is a song about "Juice"

That's the message injected into the fruit they bite into, it's in their apple juice

This smooth groove is soothing n' abusin' the clues used, improving your crude views

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

You still stare at frozen juice cans, cause they say concentrate.

And maybe get you a juice

Yeah, look here i pay dues

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

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

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

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

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

I'm just thinking from reefer keep on talking from liquor

Watch me do, stop and shoot, acidrap i got the juice

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes