We are Apple Tree...

He's the Apple I’m the tree...

He don't fall too fall from me...

Another one in the books son...

How does it feel?

Well it’s about time

Cuz now that I started I’m stuck on my grind

Well… I’m proud of you for real for real… and happy to do this with you…

Shit it’s Eighties Baby

We all we got

Like you said the Apple don’t farm far from the Tree

Shit let’s do it again but for now why don’t you kick it into overdrive and bring the city one more before the year is out

Let’s get to it

Go get it

Make music not war

Do rhymes not bombs

If not you then who

If not now then when