This is a song about "Apple sucks"

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

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

It sucks and is such a shame

All the bitches know my name

Like an apple from a tree

You see now that nigga lonely

Gave very less number of fucks and she said drugs really sucks.

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

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

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

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