This is a song about "I dont know shit"

I dont know where my pencils at!?

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

I dont know about you but i seek

The shit we been through together u dont know

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

And all the shit you went through

Now i dont really know you

Know one thing though- i won't give a shit if you don't,

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Like as if i didn’t know man

You dont know who i am

I dont know how you feel about me

Don't worry bout a thang baby

If you say my scripts are shit, bitch you dont know your shit

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that