This is a song about "Tortoise chasing an apple"

Cause i got genius bars, like an apple store/

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

And getting money is the song i sing

My time with this bullshit i'm chasing

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

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

I feel my mind racing, cause i know that im chasing

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

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

And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

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