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

So here i am at the store for some chips

And you my nigga tho, no hard feelings

Stole my stripes from the pelt of a now panther

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

People hollerin' out the windown, hey boosie you got the juice now

So sedated i should moderate but wait, i don't know how

Roll up in my ‘rrari stole your bitch i’m sorry

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Meanwhile you can stroke my fuckin' belly nigga,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

From the time that you stole my heart.

And by the way i'mma start

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'll punch you in the throat and leave you choking on your adam's apple.