This is a song about "Assassins creed"

I just play my part make moves like chess

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

Assassins are stabbed in the back of my cabin

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

What transpires since the day the seeds were plantedthe g grew but we knew we'd have a clique

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

I was given a life, a creed, a fallacy.

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Ironic how the fear of death is cured with assassins

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I pull out the creed but right before i started reading

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring