This is a song about "Windows linux apple"

Lookin out the plane windows

Ain't no women at the shows

Glass windows, with a real nice view

I gotta tell you that my love is true

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

His blood chilling windows start drilling into my soul

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

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

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

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

Keep your doors locked and your windows secured,

This information is vital, look

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Green windows looking like they're made of stained glass, gothic

Maybe you should bolt the windows and check under the stairs

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears