This is a song about "Clueless"

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

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

My nigga, its all love

Well that part shouldn't be so clueless,

Stacey dash type, i'm cheatin' on em and they fuckin clueless

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

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens

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

Your stupid i'm through with your views, slowly stewing you fools, like a casserole

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

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

While i stood around clueless

I think found where your mind was