This is a song about "Orange soda"

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

The numbness of reality like an orange

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Sounded fruitier than a fruity soda,

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

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

I drive that all around

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Y'all motherfuckers act like you the southern soda, #big #shots,

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

We got acid in the air like we was pourin soda

These niggas wanna be scarface, i'm with sosa