This is a song about "Orland square"

Cause when i'm broke i got no time for the fellas. listen

Lemme grab my chair, some rum then it's back to square one,

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

My lungs are filled with tar, i just keep smoking that marb red square,

I can only love you when you’re undressed

Hit me square in the chest, wasn't wearing a vest

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes

Miami nights, ain't another one

Sponge bob you a square, i'm a pi problem

But now it's more declare

Get it be there or be square