This is a song about "Clueless"

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

It kind of sucks that my generation is clueless

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

And i was set loose amidst a swirling tornado of emotions inside my own soul,

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

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

While i stood around clueless

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Well that part shouldn't be so clueless,

But i guess that shit's just tough love

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

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

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

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