This is a song about "Adam smith"

Because we're rappin' tighter, don't need a smith and wesson,

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Nerds are testing, hit 'em when i switch to smith and wesson,

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

We at the bar takin shots like bullets from smith and wesson

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

I'm a word smith, but the lines are blurred bitch

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

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

Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

My fists are weapons, don't need the smith and wesson,

I lost my connection with a brethren