This is a song about "Tortoise chasing an apple"

Praise god, it’s hard to stay spiritual

I'm done chasing you and being loyal

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

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

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

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Limelight, my mind's racing faced with these dreams we chasing/

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

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

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

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

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

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

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little