This is a song about "Adam brooke"

Like adam and eve from god's path you're lost

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

See their parents were drug addicts, not adam and eve,

Adam eve, devil god

I’m the king of rock

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

Adam sandler, verses that'll rip your face off like a polar bear