This is a song about "Tortise chasing an apple"

I'm tryna learn somethin new

But now i regret chasing behind you

Chasing lettuce with rebels avoiding temples no heaven

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Like an apple from a tree

Cardiac arrest, respiration, you'll be oxygen chasing

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

My time with this bullshit i'm chasing

And getting money is the song i sing

Into the temptations/ these voices and faces keep #chasing,

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

I know the road i'm taking

Now im dreaming chasing