This is a song about "Dont know mw"

I dont know how you feel about me

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

I dont know whether your apostles or saints

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

That you dont know okay

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say

You know where im gettin to, dont ya?

Our nation have to bow, africa

Now i dont really know you

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I dont know what those are, dont ring no bells

I dont know where my pencils at!?

The real muscle in the message of that

I dont' know what i'm talking too.

What preceded was the clue