This is a song about "Apple inc"

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

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

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Cause i got genius bars, like an apple store/

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

To them it's just a story

Like an apple from a tree

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

Stained like inc not pencil, hit me hard in the temple, different it was sentimental,

On another level of devil so double the bass and hit the treble

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

It has to be the fattest apple holding on the tree

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money