This is a song about "Create"

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

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

It's been nothing but pain

Create madness; insane

You want a husband, but no one has a cape

Just some fans that respect the shit that i create

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

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

We' ve got opportunities to create

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

The prime in me helping me create unnecessary rhyme

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

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

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight