This is a song about "Ffa creed"

Malia family, we the family

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

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

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

While everybody got ammunition on deck

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

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Indeed i strike assassins creed,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

I pull out the creed but right before i started reading

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

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

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress