This is a song about "Creator of lazers"

Of potential cases

On the slow jam of love

These are words from the creator

And i ain't frontin for her

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

I make my own decisions, i'm the creator

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Deja vu might be a product of an objective creator

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

The creator of this shit funk volume dame,

Time after time, again and again