This is a song about "Orange soda"

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

Sounded fruitier than a fruity soda,

I'm going off like a soda after shaking real hard

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Going at it holding orange coals, tryna cope

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Fuck pro tools, this shit is all-natural like orange juice.

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

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

Munchies, i blamed soda or something that i ate.

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

The numbness of reality like an orange

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much