This is a song about "Ffa creed"

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

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

And i'm a just take another guess

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

Indeed i strike assassins creed,

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

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

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

I pull out the creed but right before i started reading

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