This is a song about "Apple jucie"

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

It has to be the fattest apple holding on the tree

Cause i got genius bars, like an apple store/

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

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

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

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

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

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

That's the message injected into the fruit they bite into, it's in their apple juice

I cant forget mr moosey moose, last birthday he bought some used nike shoes,