This is a song about "Hiding my creativity"

Really you spent running and hiding

Flow to my heart, hit the flo' when im dying

Still residing waiting and hiding

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

To all those hard times, hiding

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Your generativity is on the low, your creativity would never show

Your generativity is on the low, your creativity would never show

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound

Outta my hiding ground, time to listen to the sound, time to climb up this mound,

Get that creativity within me when i hit that

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

I'm looking for a hiding station and my heart is racing