This is a song about "Apple and steve jobs"

Snap her adam's apple, have a laugh, and toss her off a bridge

Is the chick ain't even have brains, dummy like a bitch

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Tied up no squeaks fed em for weeks in the cement cellar," heather i'm steve

Like an apple from a tree

Knowing you can no longer party

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

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

But i'm losin' all my motherfuckin' friends.. damn!they should've shot me when i was born

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

Puttin all those cali and new york jobs on my wishlist,

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped