This is a song about "I dont like you i dont know you becuase i am you first i beat you then i treat you and after awhile a heat you"

I dont know how you feel about me

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I call em up, they might fall through

Now i dont really know you

And let me bust back to them niggas till they cold and sweaty

Sorry, am i upsetting? nah, dont cry you wetty, petty

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

You know why because i dont want to live in disdain

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches

Cali if you dont know where i got this

Now it's time to eat

And you know i got the heat.

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Yeah because you know i #heat #it #up like it's chris bosh,

I remember you, but you don't

And i drop top off in a hot cold