This is a song about "They know about me"

But i never worry about it cuz they only envy me

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Still you don't know one thing about me?

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

Knife em no lifer you a triffler i am out tell em sumping they know nothin about

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

But i know they just want me.

This is like riding through the city

Bait baby, wait baby

Ya know nowt about me,

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

That fuckin all these motherfuckin fuckin people know about me

Talking like they know me/ but little do they know

I get it poppin like pacman, ask polo