This is a song about "Sensation of creation"

Sedation comes before creation of that crazy blackened sheen

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

Gin makes me sin

This is my creation,

Your own creation of madness crawls deep,

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

New guild watch them become a rap pad sensation

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

It's a similar sensation/ as my mind is completely vacant

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Top of my pile of bodies

Brace hard for impact and a new sensation

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Edit words round to make a new rap creation

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin