This is a song about "Adam s mum"

I was raised this way

A foster mum while they

Mum and dad dintnt like it

In the midst of a fire pit

Me and your mum had rough sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts

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

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

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

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

College to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game