This is a song about "My secret"

An action word, a secret for centuries

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

My motherfucking life has been a secret and a blatant lie,

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

Enlightened searchers receive information on secret servers

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

You're emotional bitch, fuck your period

Well i'll let you in on a little secret

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Everybody want the key and the secret to rap

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Secret handshakes showin the manners of elitist,

Spread far and wide like a poor secret but to each who see it

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket