This is a song about "Create"

Light the gasoline, and create a bright scene.

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I create estranged mcs by killing their parents,

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

We' ve got opportunities to create

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Realign your spine to supine create clouded shrines

So find the ambition, create your own mission,

In a collision, i see their ambition

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Just some fans that respect the shit that i create

You just turn your head, kneel down and then tie your tennis

Pretenders like actors after factors create dilemmas,