This is a song about "Creature"

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

This isn't no griot but a mere portion of a semi-important life

Exorcist himself could never help me, the possessed creature

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Big red creature with a six pack of the apocalypse

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

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

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

They say damn, that dude right there isa creature,

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Coroners comfort your mama

You're a creature jus' like osama,

You are the flawless creature to my world

Back like i never ever left in the first