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

But you hate them navel kisses

Secret missives to the mrs

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

On a little secret, don't judge a book by it's cover

Taught he me a valuable lesson how to make a impact as a freshman

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

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,

At 12am everynight i expect to get a text or page

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

To grow greenery from a secret scenery, green-leaved trees indeed.

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

But i gotta make sure i’m right

Secret shame we try to hide

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Wanna make a wish, how about a mop?