This is a song about "Creative decline"

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

Glistening, you're my prime, decline?

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb

Not creative, no lexicon; i'm awesome!

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

So saying it's a disorder with decline of mental health?

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

Back at me~ underlines the divine decline as the sand

In the mean time i'm a decline what is seen

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

At like the age of five making power points creative slides i never really had to

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

I'm not creative, ideas started leaking from my mental/

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special