This is a song about "Moose juice"

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Make the fingers snap

Don't let the juice spill pac!

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

Now concentrate until you get the juice

We all call him a moose, cant do crap but abuse

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

Prostitute on the corner say she down for that moose shit

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

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

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

You remind of a dead moose, beaten up kids screaming" fuckin abuse!"

No famous name vouch and i'm still the shit

Juice that has been consolidated