This is a song about "Trashing eve"

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

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

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

It haunts me every christmas 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

Lyrical love and passion instead of trashing the game these rappers

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

The world is yours stop trashing it,

Adam eve, devil god

Living if she is or not

Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve

The more small people at your door like please can i receive