This is a song about "Create"

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

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

Or wondering about the next problem that the government will create

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

On the day a hater treat a nigga like he fake

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

We' ve got opportunities to create

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

I create estranged mcs by killing their parents,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

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

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Lets create a new generation,

Spit fire create the corrosion, leave molten

Hard to move on when you always regret one