This is a song about "Orange month"

I bring dark thunder storms in the month of may

Me and my homieskick it like everyday

It's usually once a month, this is some feat i've accomplished

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

The numbness of reality like an orange

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

But i'm broke as fuck and i don't get paid 'til the first of next month

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

So i can understand police victims

Another one till he cums and leaks for a month

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

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

When they try to teach us, we be in the bleachers

Suspended for a month, i still got him in the features