This is a song about "Orange hair"

I'll straight drop your ass, here comes "clockwork orange",

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

Like soldiers charging up the hills, and dropping agent orange,

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Kinda ironic coming from a florida orange to be honest

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Throw your money in the air

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Make you see red orange yellow like its autumn

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

Party with bitches that throw parties too much