This is a song about "Create"

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

So find the ambition, create your own mission,

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

Detected fools that create titles for trials

Now momma told me be careful who you love

That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake

Expeditious on expeditions create//

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

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Or wondering about the next problem that the government will create

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

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Educate and create a way to hide your treasure