This is a song about "Apple juice time"

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

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

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

We're aware of these scary truths, daily we bury'em while we evade the news

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Juice that has been consolidated

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Wake up in your livin' room, calm, relaxed, gin and juice,

Like, "peel, fruits, juice, vitamin c?"

So gon' and be my dealer baby