This is a song about "Trashing eve"

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

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

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

Though i recite it like it lucifer's loose leaf

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

Like a fiend off the best rock

Adam eve, devil god

The world is yours stop trashing it,

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

The gangsters are scared of upsetting they industry masters

Lyrical love and passion instead of trashing the game these rappers

And all my childhood memories

It haunts me every christmas eve