This is a song about "Nicene creed"

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

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

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

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

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

Indeed i strike assassins creed,

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

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

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

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