This is a song about "How to make a secret page book"

Imma have to get a book from my daddy,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

Beat her with a medical book, page opens like the setting of a stage,

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Put your face in a book

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

Whispering to her pussy like a secret conversation

To fix dat shit, itll be our secret

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

An action word, a secret for centuries

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Because i'm turning over a new page,

Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change

Wanna make a wish, how about a mop?

Been running around trying find a job