This is a song about "Create"

Killing the game, call me picasso with the vivid picture i create

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

Thank you for letting me create this masterpiece, shark bait

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

The prime in me helping me create unnecessary rhyme

I can't throw no ones, only tens or better

Educate and create a way to hide your treasure

Realign your spine to supine create clouded shrines

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

You plan to create kanyeism, and try to expand it?

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

I create more deaths than nicotine

Then keep your change like an oink machine