This is a song about "Apple pie"

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

Like an apple from a tree

I got bigger problems baby

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

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

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

The impact of our biggest pie bit, weakest priority,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

All i wanna do is have sex and eat pie

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

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.

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

As i ingest her tender little pie whole