This is a song about "Creature monarchs"

You're a creature jus' like osama,

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Jack the rippers an amatuer compaired to me, im the killer creature children are afraid of,

And why do i have to send this poor creature to an afterlife?

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Exorcist himself could never help me, the possessed creature

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Big red creature with a six pack of the apocalypse

Back like i never ever left in the first

You are the flawless creature to my world

Weeper, teacher, sprinting creature, to defeat the elite cheater.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for