This is a song about "Matt adams"

Takin' over the scene, couple stacks for the feature

And get your adams apple chewed off by a golden retriever

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Used to watch him in the kitchen sipping sammy adams

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

Im that fiend bloody stacy adams trigger finger diamond ring

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

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

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

Its ok matt you can think of her while your sleeping