This is a song about "Creativity out this world"

My turf, strong nerve, never on the reverse, stay rehearsed or cursed,

She said my dick is from outerspace but her butt is out of this world

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

I'm out this fuckin' world like a super-spaced nova,

My sex out this world she call me martion dick

But it seems like a scene outta flick

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

For this world to modify

So i don't have to stand this world

Long as she come to me first

"how money running this world?!"

She wanted to fight at first

We left em a world that's cursed

Ya you created this world

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

That you're the king of this world