This is a song about "Orange snack"

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

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

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

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

Snicker snack, vorpal blade

They fasting they won't leave me ate

And served it to the public on a silver platter

Snack crackers, pack a mac that'll crack ya back, act blacker,

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Going at it holding orange coals, tryna cope

The numbness of reality like an orange

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

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

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

Your my snack i'm ready to tear it

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit