This is a song about "Swag juice"

Don't let the juice spill pac!

May just gon' bring hobo back

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

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

When your getting drunk at the pub im sipping orange juice

Cause all i want is you, baby

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

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Food gives energy, people pursue the recipes but are drained of juice

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

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues