This is a song about "Jersey jeff"

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

My cousins home town is new jersey

Look it something they can't ever see

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

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

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

We don't ever make love

You a young jeff bridges,

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

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

Same shit you said yesterday

I'm kobe in an orange jersey