This is a song about "Apple tv"

I miss my cable tv

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

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

Those late night tv shows

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Just keep them out of my basement and away from the tv

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

My direction good, well-rounded type

Spot tv ona late night

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Probably in england sipping on tea,while watching tv

Picked up the tape, the whole tv too

Feeling like a dream and nobody pinch you