This is a song about "Orange shirts"

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

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

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

C-squared wearin some hawaiian shirts, every one got there butt hurts,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Fuck pro tools, this shit is all-natural like orange juice.

What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe

Crunching cheetos between my teeth turning em orange from white,

Or be found adrift, forever a myth, concealed with the pith. orange rhymes

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

Kinda ironic coming from a florida orange to be honest

When your getting drunk at the pub im sipping orange juice

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues