This is a song about "Orange door hinge"

They make it worth more

You showed me to the door

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

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

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

But anyway i want to make sure that i have to calibrate with an orange

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

Fucking hell, where's the door?

Lower than my credit score

You showed me to the door

Vivid detailed scriptures about purple rain on orange floors,

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

I got soul, there's more in store

// [when you walked through the door]

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

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