This is a song about "Apple and steve jobs"

If we make it, its the greed, fames the apple and we eve

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

Like an apple from a tree

Please boo what's your size crazy

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

Working these menial jobs for this simple minimum wage,

M v p like steve nash

Baby got that super bass

I look like steve buscemi

You a lady boss, now you fly free

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

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back