This is a song about "Creed"

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Feel need to feel my creed the im picking ya to be the next

I'm late working, i know i didn't come home that evening

I pull out the creed but right before i started reading

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

I was given a life, a creed, a fallacy.

Core of complete mess in store for con's creed, yes

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

The drug that they brain need

Indeed i strike assassins creed,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Core of complete mess in store for con's creed, yes

You look like a hallucination from speed, a rejected breed, victim of an pro's creed/

What transpires since the day the seeds were plantedthe g grew but we knew we'd have a clique