This is a song about "Apple martini"

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

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.

I got the mind of a serial killer, i killed glitter and apple fritter, big sean,

But i'm losin' all my motherfuckin' friends.. damn!they should've shot me when i was born

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

Ill tie yo little ass to the pool table and shoot the cube ball to yo adams apple

Like an apple from a tree

I’m a hustla, baby

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

Cause i got genius bars, like an apple store/

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

If you bite into an apple you gon' find me in the middle