This is a song about "Apple store"

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

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.

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

And im dumb enough to steal condemns from a store!

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

Cause i got genius bars, like an apple store/

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

Then go jack a niggas tony award, pawn it at store

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Swagging till i'm too poor, to afford, a rolly from the store

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

If yall aint get it, the store is a front, front is a store