This is a song about "Flaming apple"

Youre like the apple for safari,im like the xbox

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

I think about effects of human nature and its flaming wrath,

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

I got the mind of a serial killer, i killed glitter and apple fritter, big sean,

I'd rather stick my fricking dick inside a flaming fan/

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

But they added fuel to the fire waiting for the flaming/

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

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

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

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch