This is a song about "Create"

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

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

Expeditious on expeditions create//

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

We' ve got opportunities to create

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

With a honey in the middle

The hype i create in sensational

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

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

The prime in me helping me create unnecessary rhyme

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake