This is a song about "Loving someone without them knowing"

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Which i will then proceed to eat, not knowing

And cause them all to fall like a door without the hinges.

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Leave you dead without you knowing

The sun rising while you moaning

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

We them boys that glow without gold

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

You better learn my friend, you can never earn a cent without them retaining it

Not knowing what to write

Neither black nor white