This is a song about "Pine apple pussy"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

She say you got a pussy!

Let me rideuntil i get free

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

Or did he marry his cousin , i don't know but pussy is pussy and i get pussy

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Everything you dojust wanna let you know, how we feel

A pine box, closed casket and mommy's black dress is real

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Youre like the apple for safari,im like the xbox

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

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

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry