This is a song about "Apple s"

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

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

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

But till then i'll be waiting under the apple tree

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.