text: STRESS and its permanently with me like its tatted on my chest
  Its enough to make another nigga feel depressed
  You can see Im not effected cause Im far from the rest
  And all I wanna do is make music
  Get a beat, perceive to writing and lose it
  My thoughts you can tell my minds 
  Heads in the cloud with no weed to do it with
  And all these other rappers need drugs
  And all I need is get earplugs
  Watching lames in the game, they push and shove
  Showing hip-hop no love, rapping about hoes and slugs
  So who is there to fucking judge
  Im sitting high here with no one above
  Oh my bad, let me pardon
  I would like to welcome you to our secret garden
  The only way that you could see is if you listen
  Our lyrics take you to a whole other dimension
  To a place where you cant just walk in
  Its in our minds, we call it secret garden
  The only way that you could see is if you listen
  Our lyrics take you to a whole other dimension
  To a place where you cant just walk in
  Its in our minds, we call it secret garden
  Welcome to our secret garden, may I help you
  Its a privilege because I help very few
  But I do it for hip-hop in which Im married to
  Besides this aerials and varials, shit
  This track sicker than for shit
  We milk it, similar to what dairies do
  Hold up, wait brother, just listen
  And stop being sensitive to these words that Im spitting
  I keep going, no need for intermission
  I seek a better path, I rely on my
  My vision I rely on
  So I keep my eye on cause the switch broke
  Then I think about it what I need a switch for
  Cause I got three other senses
  My pen, my pad, and my pencil
  Express myself
  Thats what the secret gardens here for
  The only way that you could see is if you listen
  Our lyrics take you to a whole other dimension
  To a place where you cant just walk in
  Its in our minds, we call it secret garden
  The only way that you could see is if you listen
  Our lyrics take you to a whole other dimension
  To a place where you cant just walk in
  Its in our minds, we call it secret garden
  Lets take a walk through the garden
  But you never know what Im working up in the garden
  When I stand up, everybody stand up
  All eyes on me, Weezy baby sarg
  And forget reaching for the stars
  Sooner or later Ima be one
  Never packed a pistol because I dont need one
  If you come between me and money 
  Cause when it come to Ben and Ben Franks, Im gon kill for em
  Slow it up, bring it back for em
  Im not the king of the south but
  Each and every time I open my mouth
  I spit fire, that hot shit that I release
  And yes, I dont wanna get high
  Cause Im great on that sober cloud, heavier than cloud 8
  Lyric 
  Answer this, you straight or is you straight gay
  Now listen man
  I aint 
  Flip the subject
  Now lets talk about girls thats missing, me
  They open up their heart and like a new key, Im in there
  You like a puddle of water, you just sitting there
  Get pretty hectic in my garden
  I beg your pardon, just listen sir
  I would like to welcome you to my secret garden