This is a song about "Orange pokemon"

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

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

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

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

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

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

Must be something you want me to see

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

Kinda ironic coming from a florida orange to be honest

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

Like if i was to peel back your skin like a orange peel,

The numbness of reality like an orange

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Make you see red orange yellow like its autumn

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one