This is a song about "Secret admirer"

It seems to remind me of a scene like this

Secret missives to the mrs

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

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

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

Whispering to her pussy like a secret conversation

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit

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

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

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

Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like i have got

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

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

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

Hiding my secret life as i lure you to my lair, the time-