This is a song about "Apple sauce ass havin"

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

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

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Like an apple from a tree

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

Stead of havin to learn from internet sites/

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Gonna stuff sauce lotions down your throat

All of a sudden im havin a cow

Bong, vaporizer, in the sack now

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

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