This is a song about "Not knowing what to feel"

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Little kids rhyming stuff not even knowing the meanin'

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Coz i'm not afraid to face what i have to,

Which i will then proceed to eat, not knowing

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Laying there, not knowing that i was near dead.

Okay, fucking with me nigga no way

Nah, not for real. that's not what i meant to say

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Not knowing i was the only one in the middle

It makes me feel so good knowing that i could ever make it though,

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

If i ain't the dopest then joker's either lying or smoking

Time to get my blood flowin, im colder, told her knowing