This is a song about "Rap bout juice"

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

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Of the confidence juice

Duck duck, say goose

As my record label nitpicks at this

This is a rap bout how real my life is

This is a joke. could rap bout dissin the pope/

Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

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

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

Ok. bout to rap on this fool

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice