This is a song about "Your creature"

Your on fire.. your on fire

That damier bag i bought her

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

And why do i have to send this poor creature to an afterlife?

They say damn, that dude right there isa creature,

I got something you've been waiting for

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Cause you're most likely to crash