This is a song about "Victoria secret"

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Secret handshakes showin the manners of elitist,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

A secret with the power for world abomination

Secret shame we try to hide

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

People notice, try to focus. there's a secret bonus in between the lines.

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

From the secret chamber's deep location underneath pavement

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

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

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

But now the truth is not a secret, it just flew with the birds

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

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try