This is a song about "Orange silver bulb"

Now i’m getting it everything lavish

They stay sippin liquor inside a silver chalice

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

Look it something they can't ever see

Kinda ironic coming from a florida orange to be honest

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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Kind of serving up hip hop on a silver platter.

In his silver cart of fire i shall one day ride

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

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

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

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Silver and demaz, does that ring a bell?

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

I'm like a light-bulb my mind lit