This is a song about "Create"

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

So find the ambition, create your own mission,

Realign your spine to supine create clouded shrines

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Killing the game, call me picasso with the vivid picture i create

I want to fight the music on this one

Spit fire create the corrosion, leave molten

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

I create more deaths than nicotine

Just some fans that respect the shit that i create

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Stuck in this game

Create madness; insane