This is a song about "Eve was weak"

I'm everything that they call nice

It haunts me every christmas eve

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

It haunts me every christmas eve

You aint illest,ya rhythm is weak

I pray the lord my guns to keep

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Your game plan brought to this race, man was weak,

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

If we make it, its the greed, fames the apple and we eve

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

And now its time for me to speak a antique, before i was weak,

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

If i ever bleed dmv you can hear it when i speak

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve