This is a song about "Secret love"

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

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

From the secret chamber's deep location underneath pavement

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

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

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

A secret with the power for world abomination

My motherfucking life has been a secret and a blatant lie,

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

Secret handshakes showin the manners of elitist,

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit