This is a song about "Apple"

Cause i got genius bars, like an apple store/

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

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

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Youre like the apple for safari,im like the xbox

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

If you bite into an apple you gon' find me in the middle

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

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

It's bedtime night night, im never phased i will have your style on the six o clock news

That's the message injected into the fruit they bite into, it's in their apple juice

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

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

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.