This is a song about "Create"

Expeditious on expeditions create//

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

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

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

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Realign your spine to supine create clouded shrines

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Lets create a new generation,

Just let me do the talking man i know how niggas feel

Fake scenarios i would often create or were they real?

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Spit fire create the corrosion, leave molten

Be the king, that was part of my dream

Light the gasoline, and create a bright scene.