This is a song about "Create"

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

Spit fire create the corrosion, leave molten

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

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

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

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

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 create estranged mcs by killing their parents,

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

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

We' ve got opportunities to create

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight