This is a song about "Adam compton"

Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

The marshall mathers lp and we had straight outta compton,

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

We pray while we prey on competition

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Im rolling into compton, unknown and forgotten, with the sign caution, on my back,

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Compton it's quite common for someone to be in your face with a shotgun but

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

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

Fags from compton, socked him in his fucking chops: won

And i don't need no center or guard to get him open

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve