This is a song about "Create"

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

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

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

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

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Lets create a new generation,

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

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

Or wondering about the next problem that the government will create

Light the gasoline, and create a bright scene.

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Educate and create a way to hide your treasure

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Or wondering about the next problem that the government will create