This is a song about "Create"

You're uncool like my mother kin

Lets create a new generation,

If there were no explosives in the world, it would create

Where every recipient, property of the state

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

Light the gasoline, and create a bright scene.

I create estranged mcs by killing their parents,

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

They placed the name but can't recall description

So find the ambition, create your own mission,

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Pretenders like actors after factors create dilemmas,

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Spit fire create the corrosion, leave molten

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people