This is a song about "The secret"

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

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

There's a secret to rap, yeah and i found it

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

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

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

A secret with the power for world abomination

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

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

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Everybody want the key and the secret to rap

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

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