This is a song about "Orange silver bulb"

I just want somebody i can see

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

(silver spoon anyone?)

I don't care what it did to them

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

I'm like a light-bulb my mind lit

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

That medal made of silver or bronze that medal for trying

They stay sippin liquor inside a silver chalice

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

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

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

No dark clouds, just silver linings

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks