This is a song about "Apples and oranges"

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

Whats the reason man, bad apples spoiled this mango plant

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

Why me, i say it cause we number one

And inhospitable,

No one notice your struggle

Apples, been dapper, burning double end candles

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Grab the scissors and saws and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

They laugh and scream and leap

Indubitably i'm too street

I swear they think i'm crazy

Living young and wild and free