This is a song about "Secret"

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Secret handshakes showin the manners of elitist,

Wrapped up in degrees of these secret organizations,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

A secret with the power for world abomination

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Quietly killing people in the night a secret in plain sight

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

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

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat