This is a song about "Apple sauce ass havin"

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

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

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

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

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

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

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

Slash your throat into tomato sauce, you'll pay the cost,

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

Call me bobby ray, but it’s not two names

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

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

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

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

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