This is a song about "Apple sauce ass havin"

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

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

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

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

Sauce in your veins you'll get tossed in the flames/

For the occasion, paper planes

Man while you hungry i am eating steak with tabasco sauce

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Stead of havin to learn from internet sites/

But yet i'm still unsigned, havin' a rough time

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

Jasons mask is off and my face is plastered with tobasco sauce

In the shire there ain't no dragons what happen to havin' passion

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin