This is a song about "Apple sauce ass havin"

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Crackin' me up that you're havin' this laughable fantasy

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

None of that i rather go home safe and not havin mom whoop my ass,

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

After this battle you'll be havin to retire

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style