This is a song about "I don t know you"

I know that you know this

Niggas shoot over bitches

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

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

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

You don;t thin anymore

Look, viewin life from the 36th floor

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

I don have to explain myselfi dont have tochange for nobody if you dont like me

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see