This is a song about "My creator"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Deja vu might be a product of an objective creator

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Amir, the creator of the site, but somethin ain't right. makes me question how legit your

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

I'm the creator of cooking people til they're thick and crispy like baked potatoes.

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Beat dictator dream deflater ma flows the hater creator

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights