This is a song about "Apple biscuits"

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Get your world crumbled down like biscuits

Like an apple from a tree

I reel them in, goadomes on see

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

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

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

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

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history