This is a song about "Your dont know no body"

If you said no i dont know' ya

Our nation have to bow, africa

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

No body, i'm aiming straight for your chin you'll know why i will grin

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

If you say my scripts are shit, bitch you dont know your shit

Lifes hard when you dont know where your going to

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Know every language, i read your body language

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

I dont know why you try, your lyrics are a waste

I dont know whether your apostles or saints

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

Your stuck bad luck. you dont know who you messing with, this my