This is a song about "Apple pie"

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

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

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

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

The impact of our biggest pie bit, weakest priority,

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

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

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

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Her redder header over a pie, bald

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

It has to be the fattest apple holding on the tree

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby