This is a song about "Apple cider"

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

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

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

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

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Cause i got genius bars, like an apple store/

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