This is a song about "My fiance"

Secret society all we ask is trust

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Ahh, me so horny

These my rhymes and my story

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

This is my original, my validation

What we gotta do to survive

See my pain through my eyes,