This is a song about "Nobody knows"

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

Nobody even knows it

Nobody knows my strife i never chose my life

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

And who knows what happened, elementary

I just want somebody i can see

Rap godliness the pope knows

No, no, we are not those

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Ask anybody, the street knows.

It's been a hell of a journey for me man

Nobody knows alone i really am

I will take you somewhere nobody knows

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Or was it a snow cone? who knows...