This is a song about "Hidden identity"

Let's have a toast for this new love

They say with identity comes purpose

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Stripped of all basic necessities, given a new identity

And when it's said and done

You cause you remain hidden

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

Do you know me? tattered soul with no compass or identity

From humanity i have been through shit my identity is unknown

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

My spitting systems are run by hidden pistons

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

Hidden within my mind with a platinum key.

God mc oh my god you gotta see

This type of godly shit i'm spittin', it's hidden,

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen