This is a song about "Dillon murphy"

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Youre like the apple for safari,im like the xbox

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

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

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Your soul wondering the earth

I should michael jordan these rappers

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

Ill tie yo little ass to the pool table and shoot the cube ball to yo adams apple

I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.