This is a song about "Apple pie"

I'll punch you in the throat and leave you choking on your adam's apple.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Barack obama comin' this way, he eats all the pie

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

The day before is better than the present

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

You gonna' get hit with something a lot worse than pie

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Her redder header over a pie, bald

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

Like an apple from a tree

Hopin' that my niggas see