This is a song about "Create"

Lets create a new generation,

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

The prime in me helping me create unnecessary rhyme

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

Fake scenarios i would often create or were they real?

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

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

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

Negotiate, create an alternative

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

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

I create more deaths than nicotine

But i wear mine on my head, supreme