This is a song about "She was my eve"

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Thoughts rushing through my head that she was gonna die,

This is like love, that you can never get

And my dad do quick pumps, i was sure she was dead.

It was on trip days( hyderabad ) i realised, she was always on my mind.

Scholars and scientists now conceive that africa is the first place of mankind

She was evil and destroyed my life man

So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang

It haunts me every christmas eve

I'm why baby mamas leave

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

All my life i wanted something real and she was golden