This is a song about "Dumb orange shirts"

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

They don't have the guts to spit the rhymes,tearing my shirts has got their lines,

I don't see a problem

Viagra" wow that was dumb

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

Going at it holding orange coals, tryna cope

Make you see red orange yellow like its autumn

Please lord forgive me for my sins, cause here i come

It's slight blemishes and life system

But she'll just call me dumb

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

We dont got our shirts scrunched

I played the dumb guy once i played the dumb guy twice

Who know this be the life that i really live