This is a song about "Apply"

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

I'm losing supply up on high that no lie and i'ma bout to apply for my old guy

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

Apply guise and kill those bite sized

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

And ask the person next to me to apply a chokehold,

Chronicles of earning, get a job, do work. apply.. or register..

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

That this shit i apply, proves that rap's demand is high/

All you niggas die

Rhymes time can not apply

If my love keeps being so hot i'm gonna have to apply ice

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies