This is a song about "Assassins creed"

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

I pull out the creed but right before i started reading

Indeed i strike assassins creed,

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Core of complete mess in store for con's creed, yes

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

Feel need to feel my creed the im picking ya to be the next

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Assassins are stabbed in the back of my cabin

You look like a hallucination from speed, a rejected breed, victim of an pro's creed/

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet