This is a song about "Agent orange"

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

All i got is this orange jump suit, i got sick from grapefruit juice,

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

But anyway i want to make sure that i have to calibrate with an orange

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Re-locate to a spaceship, orange the name of my agent

Fuck pro tools, this shit is all-natural like orange juice.

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

I'll straight drop your ass, here comes "clockwork orange",

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

You're dirty like the jersey shore with those orange hoes.

The numbness of reality like an orange

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch