This is a song about "Hallows eve"

It haunts me every christmas eve

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

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

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

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

Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve

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

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

Just the model, a dozen hallows is tough to swallow

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Adam eve, devil god

So i took another shot

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

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories