This is a song about "Oranges by gary soto"

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Devoured by the hour by the lead showers,

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

Kids in the bathroom were just passing by

Student by day, lyricist by night, have you noticed?/

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Brush by the bleak brick by brick

With two chicks, sadistic

Live off my lie and my lullaby

And not a single day goes by

Ur body lookin when i walk by

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Real nigguh by far these hoes went by a telescope

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

Spread by mosquitoes perhaps spread by a needle

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal