Creases Songtext
von Errol Eats Everything

That′s a fact, nigga
That's a fact, nigga
That′s a fact, nigga (It's a trap, nigga)
That's a fact


The universe is alive
Brother, keep it in stride
It′ll take your momentum if you collide
If you think about that process, that′s hyper physics
Eh, forget it
The metaverse is alive
I cooked the currency, go get a piece of the pie
It'll build your wealth if you try
No one that has ever owned Bitcoin for four years has ever lost money
I put that on blue-eyed Jesus
I′m repping for the people that look down to the creases
I think you move your body, call it telekinesis
Factual, the hypothetical of my thesis
Shout out to Furious, shout out to Reese's
We are at war and I don′t know what no peace is
People in the creases
For my people in the creases
For the blue eyes on they Jesus
Seems like everything they do, they wanna be us
Want us to entertain, but do not wanna free us
They do not wanna free us
They wanna emulate and be us
Word to the blue eyes on they Jesus
To the people in the creases
People in the creases
To my people in the creases
They wanna emulate and be us
But they do not wanna free us
Do not wanna free us