This is a song about "Create"

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Detected fools that create titles for trials

Fake scenarios i would often create or were they real?

Okay i think its time we make moves, no clothes required here

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

So he told his best friend, that he would create a civilization

Spit fire create the corrosion, leave molten

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Lets create a new generation,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

Realign your spine to supine create clouded shrines

Pretenders like actors after factors create dilemmas,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle