This is a song about "Apple pie"

The impact of our biggest pie bit, weakest priority,

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

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

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

All i wanna do is have sex and eat pie

And actin like a sweety pie

Three j's took me this high

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

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

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

But she's not alonemiss independent

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

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

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

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