This is a song about "Titty juice"

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

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

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

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

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

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

That one - drown in the juice nigga

To liberate yourselves, africa

Cause i know vodka and juice make a hell of a mixture,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Of the confidence juice

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

No where to get titty fucked by a huge rack, i bet the dead would

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

I know this dude is flow is juice