This is a song about "Pussy juice"

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

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

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

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

All i got is this orange jump suit, i got sick from grapefruit juice,

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

That one - drown in the juice nigga

Our children must be taught, of africa

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

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

I know this dude is flow is juice

When they hear me rocking the groove

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

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes