This is a song about "West orange"

I am the next kanye west

Half your body laying on my chest

Syringe, an orange, an extension cord, and a ninja sword

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

But anyway i want to make sure that i have to calibrate with an orange

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

But they still got them nice emcees from the west,

My ego is big as kanye west,

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

Eastside, take em to the west

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

And then we'll be ghost

From the east to the west coast

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money