This is a song about "They don t know m"

My flow ain't to fast and t ain't to slow, just so perfect that you could never know

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Mocking dead fappers doin' others, they caught an s. t .d!

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

But nigga don’t ride my dick when i’m on that high rise

But now the dough like kaiser bro

Thinks they can play in my m-o