This is a song about "West orange"

West side, zone 1, who want the anna?

Now look at killa, you gon' watch santana

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Cuz baby that's how we do it in the west

On they twitter writing novels, see

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

But they still got them nice emcees from the west,

I'll straight drop your ass, here comes "clockwork orange",

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

The numbness of reality like an orange

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

And i still look less fresh than kanye west

Eastside, take them to the west

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest