This is a song about "The apple of my eye"

Homies died in my arms, with his brains hangin', fucked up!i had to tell him it was alright, and that's a lie

In a blink of an eye with my pen ink and a rhyme you'll be on the brink of death..about to die

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

But i'm losin' all my motherfuckin' friends.. damn!they should've shot me when i was born

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

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

But you only the thunder strom eye

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

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

In the corner of my eye, pairs of polka dot underwear

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

Youre like the apple for safari,im like the xbox

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

I think i got a tear in my eye, i feel like the king of