This is a song about "A secret crish"

To grow greenery from a secret scenery, green-leaved trees indeed.

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Enlightened searchers receive information on secret servers

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Saw you go out with my best friend and i kept it all a secret

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

My secret is search and destroy

Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches

Secret missives to the mrs

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

A secret with the power for world abomination

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

From the secret chamber's deep location underneath pavement