This is a song about "Adam shealy"

Adam eve, devil god

You chris, i rock

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

Ima let her be by herself in peace

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

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

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

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve

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