This is a song about "Orange"

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

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

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

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

Vivid detailed scriptures about purple rain on orange floors,

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Re-locate to a spaceship, orange the name of my agent

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

Going at it holding orange coals, tryna cope

Okay i think its time we make moves, no clothes required here

Like if i was to peel back your skin like a orange peel,

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,