This is a song about "Orange juice"

Juice that has been consolidated

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

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

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

He's creatin' them scenes, his new clockwork of orange,

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

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Im on that happy juice, i'm master proof

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

I'm the nigga with the juice

When they hear me rocking the groove

Going at it holding orange coals, tryna cope

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope