This is a song about "Secret life"

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

From the secret chamber's deep location underneath pavement

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

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Secret shame we try to hide

Working day or night

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

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

An action word, a secret for centuries

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

Everybody want the key and the secret to rap

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

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