This is a song about "Trashing eve"

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

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

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

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

Adam eve, devil god

Living if she is or not

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve

It haunts me every christmas eve

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Lyrical love and passion instead of trashing the game these rappers