This is a song about "Secret admirer"

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

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

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

Enlightened searchers receive information on secret servers

And i be talking about me, i do this

Secret missives to the mrs

People notice, try to focus. there's a secret bonus in between the lines.

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

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

You got phat pockets like a fat boy

My secret is search and destroy

Everybody want the key and the secret to rap

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Well i'll let you in on a little secret

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that