This is a song about "Adams"

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Ill tie yo little ass to the pool table and shoot the cube ball to yo adams apple

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Im that fiend bloody stacy adams trigger finger diamond ring

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Used to watch him in the kitchen sipping sammy adams