This is a song about "Doorknob orange"

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

Like if i was to peel back your skin like a orange peel,

He's creatin' them scenes, his new clockwork of orange,

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

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

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

Vivid detailed scriptures about purple rain on orange floors,

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

Kinda ironic coming from a florida orange to be honest

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

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

The numbness of reality like an orange

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

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