This is a song about "Not a clue"

At bush's head, they ain't got a clue/

Your girlfriend trippin' on you

No one like you, get a fucking clue

I was twelve when the gunned you

Get a clue when i speak to you actual

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Set a flame no clue to what to do then

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

I don't even have a clue about my past,

I just write that right by a mic stand

I bet you don't even have a clue,

Watching for the cops that's moving through

I'll split your brain in two, you won't have a clue what happened to you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

Ion know but just have a clue of whatever you do