This is a song about "Apple and microsoft"

Social conditioning and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

I got the mind of a serial killer, i killed glitter and apple fritter, big sean,

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

A nigga pull the thing on ya'll, ya'll stain ya'll draws

But till then i'll be waiting under the apple tree

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

Microsoft kick back and show me some wrath/ this ain't no thug mansion this is a path/

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips