This is a song about "Big apple"

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

But till then i'll be waiting under the apple tree

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

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

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

Say you want that dope shit, welcome to satan's cabbage patch, bitch

Snap her adam's apple, have a laugh, and toss her off a bridge

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Black fours red drop head doors