This is a song about "Secret"

On a little secret, don't judge a book by it's cover

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Bitch i’ve been ballin’ all alone, like the gym is vacant

From the secret chamber's deep location underneath pavement

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

You never play with young boys cause they never private

A secret with the power for world abomination

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

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

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Everybody want the key and the secret to rap

Secret missives to the mrs

She dont have a problem with, with