This is a song about "I keep this a secret"

A secret with the power for world abomination

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

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

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Whispering to her pussy like a secret conversation

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

I told them keep picking on me imma run this place

There's a secret to rap, yeah and i found it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Keep screaming, this is amusing to me, i stab you repeatedly

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

But now the truth is not a secret, it just flew with the birds