This is a song about "Orange hair"

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

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

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

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

Going at it holding orange coals, tryna cope

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Re-locate to a spaceship, orange the name of my agent

They be like where

Turtle dicks comb my hair

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

Syringe, an orange, an extension cord, and a ninja sword