This is a song about "Hiding my creativity"

Outta my hiding ground, time to listen to the sound, time to climb up this mound,

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

Creativity of the mind is not so blinding

Oppose the one poisoning the minds - they lying

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Slay a list of enemies envying creativity

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

Hiding my secret life as i lure you to my lair, the time-

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

Stop hiding behind the blind

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

You were still ducking running hiding from my previous diss

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

To all those hard times, hiding

I was born to do the damn thing