This is a song about "Apply"

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

That you'll never acquire, you're chickens, apply logic

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

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

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

Apply guise and kill those bite sized

This is to my unborn child

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

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

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

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

Apply deceit in war experimenter