This is a song about "The creatures"

The water from the past is the same water in the present

The club underwater, have em running out the front

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

The bigger the the fun

I'm a son of gun

Why can't these creatures just up and die like they're supposed to?

I don’t want nothing to do with you, i’m through with you

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Decided to step in what a beautiful place so big yet full of space i see creatures

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

Don't you leave a seed in there

The trigger or the chair