This is a song about "Apple sauce ass havin"

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

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

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

All of a sudden im havin a cow

You ask me who i'm stroking now

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

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

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

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

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.