This is a song about "Apple tv"

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

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

Picked up the tape, the whole tv too

You're my reflection and all i see is you

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

Youre like the apple for safari,im like the xbox

Ha, in your loophole though

Workaholic, got a tv show

No, no, we are not those

Those late night tv shows

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I see people like me, in movies and on tv,

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across