This is a song about "You stole my apple juice nigga"

Stole my stripes from the pelt of a now panther

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

That's the message injected into the fruit they bite into, it's in their apple juice

This smooth groove is soothing n' abusin' the clues used, improving your crude views

Is written in our souls, africa

That one - drown in the juice nigga

You still stare at frozen juice cans, cause they say concentrate.

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

But if you want, the beef my nigga

To liberate yourselves, africa

From the time that you stole my heart

Blasting out some backyard

Asked them do you know who stole my weed

But hey yo look, money from across the street