This is a song about "Jersey"

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

I'll retire nxt and hang his jersey from the rafters

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

About how you sold out to the norm like a whore on the jersey shore

My cousins home town is new jersey

I just want somebody i can see