This is a song about "Created"

Fuck "created equal", hate the people, need "spy detection",

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

The lines i compose are divine, there created by my designs

Sick and tired of being under rated

To show what i created

I'll created thunder on your rain,

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

You get lost for days, in a child created maze.

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Catch my adrenaline, god's best created specimen,

How bout we blow this bit

Everybody is created

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

Created triangles with an eye and loops