This is a song about "Secret relationship"

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Our relationship is worse than we left it

Wrapped up in degrees of these secret organizations,

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Don't think i can hold a relationship

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Kinship, relationship, friendship, no discriminating race shit

Triangular relationship the case was congruence

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Secret missives to the mrs

As my record label nitpicks at this

Well i'll let you in on a little secret

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

It seems he and his hand have a really good relationship,