This is a song about "Secret love for a bestfriend"

Why you don't feel a little love for me

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

A secret with the power for world abomination

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Ore voir to the doubters, and a punt is every challenge

Grounding ‘n pounding due to the love for a light punch

Saw you go out with my best friend and i kept it all a secret

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

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

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

You got love for hov? man, you got love for hoes

You didnt do it for love you did it dause you grew a bone

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home