This is a song about "Hidden line"

Almost at the finish line

Break it down one time

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Hidden within my mind with a platinum key.

Drugs hidden in my shorts, fill the street corners with kids

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Ass shots in her seven jeans

The hidden deeper means

Well wishes to my opposition

But i'm hidden in addiction

Put 'em all in a line

It's check out time

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

Or generate the next line,

Your only chance to change is the hidden path of pain.

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame