This is a song about "Hidden"

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

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Defer to pistols hidden in convertibles

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

[h] hone the hideous image hidden, of being homeless,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

Hidden in the mist, readin pac like the bible

Little more weed, first class seats

The hidden deeper means

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

Unaware that energies making choices to our eyes are hidden

My spitting systems are run by hidden pistons

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

My words move like soldiers, my hidden legions/