This is a song about "Transpiration precipitation evaporation runoff groundwater flow orange dog bird tree"

Ha, okay that 90210 talk

No match to my flow, dog

Since that night i’m like a bird

I ain't trynna be forward

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

Like water is to a tree,

I’m tryna be low key

My first kill was my neighbor's dog tied to a tree.

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

They call me say, word

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Ballin in green like im larry bird

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

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