This is a song about "Flaming apple"

A flaming gleam while they scream unseen, a screaming cracked fiend

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

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

Heard this for certain, but i'm working in curtains like surgical surgeons that do lose

That's the message injected into the fruit they bite into, it's in their apple juice

Cause i got genius bars, like an apple store/

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

If we make it, its the greed, fames the apple and we eve

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

Augh, i'm the hottest nigga, all i do is turn up, bitch

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

If you bite into an apple you gon' find me in the middle

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

Try to spit flaming verses hotter than the ones i quickly jot,