This is a song about "Create"

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

The prime in me helping me create unnecessary rhyme

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

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

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

I think i'm koko b. ware, you just a bird babe

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

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

Or wondering about the next problem that the government will create

The hype i create in sensational

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Detected fools that create titles for trials

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

Or wondering about the next problem that the government will create