This is a song about "Tasty juice"

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

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

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

Juice that has been consolidated

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

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

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

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

And maybe get you a juice

Eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free