This is a song about "Word orange"

Too focused on one word

Rappers please step forward

Like soldiers charging up the hills, and dropping agent orange,

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

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

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

I didnt complain and didnt say a word,

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Inspiration for every word

The concept is so absurd

Every word for word

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

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