This is a song about "Eve"

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

And i know - there'll never be peace

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve

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

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

Adam eve, devil god

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

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

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

Right flows down and they might go nice

It haunts me every christmas eve

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

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