This is a song about "Adam s mum"

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

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

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

What you sippin' on, it's no problem

So i can finally say to mum

I need to free them

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

A foster mum while they

Observe: cock and spray