This is a song about "Creative decline"

My decline in life is something most tragic

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Not creative, no lexicon; i'm awesome!

Glistening, you're my prime, decline?

Go like i never seen a red light shine

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

The water i drink is gray-ish green, not sure if it's water or a creative scene.

What's the difference between creative and insane - i don't know

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

But i luv competiton. i just cant decline.

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Back at me~ underlines the divine decline as the sand

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past