This is a song about "Fresh apple"

I don't fear death

Enouph i still feel fresh

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

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

I'll punch you in the throat and leave you choking on your adam's apple.

Cause we fresh on the game

Then lost her faith again

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

I start everyday as a fresh

Dc has never seen such progress

She acting all extra

You should call me fresh stella

But i'm not in the first place

Yee yee these js stay fresh for days,