This is a song about "Clockwork orange what do u know agent orange"

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

Syringe, an orange, an extension cord, and a ninja sword

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

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

South beach fountain blue

I don't know what to do

Ore voir to the doubters, and a punt is every challenge

Like soldiers charging up the hills, and dropping agent orange,

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

'round the clock, till i make my own clockwork of orange,

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Kinda ironic coming from a florida orange to be honest

All u know now is what you do now.

Will somebody please show me how

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

The numbness of reality like an orange