This is a song about "Orange tablet"

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

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

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

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Through the tablet sheet leak when the ink spills soft,

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

But anyway i want to make sure that i have to calibrate with an orange

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

You're dirty like the jersey shore with those orange hoes.

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

All i got is this orange jump suit, i got sick from grapefruit juice,

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

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