This is a song about "Creating lyrics"

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

That's re-creating pac and biggie, leonardo himself,

And try to deplete foreign populations creating complications.

Man this is so bullshit, i'm so mad i ma knock you in two hits

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the

Creating a monopoly taking over colonies but thriving

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

Creating the illest shit is what you could call my business

Creating a sonic blast which will move tectonics

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

What's the point of creating these lies? that's where i'm different

I got demeted lyrics

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks