This is a song about "Think they know everthing about you"

I know you think you cool

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

And all women who had light features, see

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

They don't know about our broken hearts and this city we created

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

To sum it up, your dead wrong about what you think you know/

And losin all his money

You dont know about me

Moco 1 2 4 when i go out

But you all dont know what im about

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

Neither you, or you, know shit about me,

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

So they think about ending it/