This is a song about "Hidden pain"

As a hostile patient hidden in a hostel basement

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

I want to fight the music on this one

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

But i'm hidden in addiction

What up girl, tell me how you been

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

The science with hidden places n' government leaving clues and traces

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

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

Beneath the mist, chillin in the hidden valley

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Audemars that's losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks