This is a song about "Pussy juice"

Sipping all sorts of devilish juice

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Of the confidence juice

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Like, "peel, fruits, juice, vitamin c?"

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

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

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

I'm the nigga with the juice

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

I got the juice, i got the juice (yup!)

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Dumb fuck i drink the same fuckin #juice as 2pac

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

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose