This is a song about "Apple cider snapple"

It has to be the fattest apple holding on the tree

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

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

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

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

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

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

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

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

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

Youre like the apple for safari,im like the xbox

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Candies in my pocket, i see you niggas on easter

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever