This is a song about "Orange month"

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

I turn 20 next month, and for the first time

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

Its been a month since he lost his guts to rap

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

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

Ore voir to the doubters, and a punt is every challenge

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

Waiting til the beginning of the month for the check

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

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

Vivid detailed scriptures about purple rain on orange floors,