This is a song about "The golden apple"

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

If we make it, its the greed, fames the apple and we eve

We're aware of these scary truths, daily we bury'em while we evade the news

That's the message injected into the fruit they bite into, it's in their apple juice

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Did the model, took a flight to the golden state

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

The golden roman, an omen caused erosion

Golden title is the only thing i chase.

Lookin' at me, now they know my face