This is a song about "Clueless"

Streakin' away and breakin' ma' way,cuz hell yeah that's how i roll.

While you gasp 'n' you croak, my clueless rivals run as i chew your eyeballs whole

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

It kind of sucks that my generation is clueless

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Heres to the kids who didnt let the teacher call them clueless

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Desperate to search for rhymes, but it seems ur clueless.

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

That would prove to the youth truth was the best, clueless bitches,

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

While i stood around clueless