This is a song about "Hidden love"

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

As a hostile patient hidden in a hostel basement

I see the cobras that's spitting, in the grass that hidden

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Hidden within my mind with a platinum key.

Defer to pistols hidden in convertibles

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

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

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

A phrase hidden behind a facade of shame

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Hidden in the mist, readin pac like the bible

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

My spitting systems are run by hidden pistons