This is a song about "Trashing eve"

It haunts me every christmas eve

As much as i wanna leave

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

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

I'm a mad man , you the last in for casting, trashing your lyrics like a trash

Contributing the real shit

The world is yours stop trashing it,

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

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Basketball is my favorite sport

Like adam and eve from god's path you're lost

Adam eve, devil god

Your chick said i'm hot