This is a song about "Apple"

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

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

These hoes ain't checking for no nigga with no vehicle

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

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

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

It has to be the fattest apple holding on the tree

Like an apple from a tree

You see now that nigga lonely

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause