This is a song about "Apple and microsoft"

Ill tie yo little ass to the pool table and shoot the cube ball to yo adams apple

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

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

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

This how i hear it different

Grab the scissors and saws and

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

We're aware of these scary truths, daily we bury'em while we evade the news

That's the message injected into the fruit they bite into, it's in their apple juice

And remember what i said and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

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

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

I'll punch you in the throat and leave you choking on your adam's apple.

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle