This is a song about "Secrets and friendship"

Got secrets? you spew it.

Razor grips, laser spit

There are some secrets that will soon be leaking.

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Now our friendship got kicked out the door

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

Kinship, relationship, friendship, no discriminating race shit

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

And other people stopped bothering me with there old and new secrets,

Ain’t no secrets anymore,

They make it worth more

Single it out,our friendship hit 8.5 on the histogram

Hold up now don’t get it twisted if you slang do your thang

I unraveled the secrets in the midst of my travels.

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love