This is a song about "Create"

The proverbial lemonade that i made

We' ve got opportunities to create

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

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

Lets create a new generation,

So if it comes down, may the best man win

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

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

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

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

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

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

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Create sparks of greatness,