This is a song about "The secret garden"

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Secret handshakes showin the manners of elitist,

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

My secret is search and destroy

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

To pay for the food in his garden its almost time for harvest its a combination of toxins

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

I started a fire now all thats left is the garden

Secret shame we try to hide

Left side, left side

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

I can't ascend to the garden of eden?

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling

The garden of eden is far, it makes me nauseous breathing,