This is a song about "Friend secret santa"

But there's nothing else inside

Secret shame we try to hide

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Secret handshakes showin the manners of elitist,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Wrapped up in degrees of these secret organizations,

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I thought you were a friend

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

From the secret chamber's deep location underneath pavement

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

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

When you only have one friend and they only have one friend

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously