This is a song about "Adam brooke"

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

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

Michelangelo portrait meet mia angelou notebook

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

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve

Adam eve, devil god

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

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

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

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