This is a song about "Dont know"

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Sometimes i dont even know what treachery means

Good love then i can do that for her

Dont answer i know you beat cancer

Hard i dont know what that means

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

I dont know where my pencils at!?

Can't win with a passive attack

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

I dont know where my pencils at!?

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

I dont know whether your apostles or saints

Our nation have to bow, africa

You know where im gettin to, dont ya?

Raised by a momma who, who

Even haters dont want to know you