This is a song about "Kyle kelly"

I'm about to snap

But i always look back

For bunk meat, neon lighted butchers were chumps bleed

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Like an apple from a tree

Cause you love me, call me daddy

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

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

She got me caught up in the moment

And my flow glow in the dark like neon and

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

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

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

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

When you ain't got no education

Don't look at me look to him