This is a song about "Orange soda"

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

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch

We got acid in the air like we was pourin soda

These niggas wanna be scarface, i'm with sosa

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

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

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

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

Sounded fruitier than a fruity soda,

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Going at it holding orange coals, tryna cope

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

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