This is a song about "Cooking apple"

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

Sitting on the bed while they cooking up that coke

Or be real good at cooking

How they say that we not working

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Cooking in dexters laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Like an apple from a tree

Than the muse of a family

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

You cooking for angels, always a legend, rockin heaven

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them