This is a song about "Apple sause"

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Youre like the apple for safari,im like the xbox

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

I got the mind of a serial killer, i killed glitter and apple fritter, big sean,

Here, take a cab, thanks a lot for the cockshe's gone, and i'm thinkin that my game's so strong

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

And i got cheeks so apple red they'd make her run for the hills,

If we make it, its the greed, fames the apple and we eve

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

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

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Cause i got genius bars, like an apple store/