This is a song about "Trashing eve"

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

It haunts me every christmas eve

Adam eve, devil god

Cause i break it out a lot

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

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

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

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

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

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

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

The world is yours stop trashing it,

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