This is a song about "Create"

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

Put it on everything, history i'mma make

We' ve got opportunities to create

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

Realign your spine to supine create clouded shrines

Create sparks of greatness,

On the slow jam of love

Or wondering about the next problem that the government will create

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

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Detected fools that create titles for trials

The prime in me helping me create unnecessary rhyme

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

Bad rap, cuties claim

Create madness; insane