This is a song about "Creative decline"

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch

You might decline the hit list's catch

Probably wave goodbye at the same time

Wasting your time, im fine no thanks decline,

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

My decline in life is something most tragic

They fiend in the door

Creative minds do more

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Flow creative genius, low creative negligence

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.

Safe haven, on occasion i feel creative, only for a short duration,

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him