This is a song about "Adam smith and karl marx"

That cellphone that i bought

Adam eve, devil god

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Karl malone called her a little mexican, but he never won a chip

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

This track rips, a smith and wesson is my protection

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

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

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

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

The superhero with the karl malone tendons/

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Im killin you with rhymes fuck the weapons no need for smith and wesson,