This song is a powerful piece in which JL explains the issue of people who claim to know people simply by looking at social media.
The main message is: you can’t “know” a person without actually talking to them and you never see the full story from behind a screen.
[Verse 1]
Maybe this smile got you deceived
Beautiful skin up over the beast
Lurkin' within and wanna go searchin'
And certainly wouldn't want it unleashed
Know that you hear when I'm back in here
But you didn't know that I got the calico near
Giving you the shock treatment
Have 'em kicking and screaming
I got the mind of a genius I'm hella rare
To get on my level first gotta grow a pair
Then you gotta prepare gotta make a lot of repairs
It'll prolly take somebody like you like a hundred years
Like a horror movie you're gonna give me your ears
Take it like a trophy you got 'em for souvenirs
I could spit a murderous verse nobody hears
I just work harder 'cause really nobody cares
I could put a link on a book nobody shares
Fo' likes thinkin' my nigga why did they log in
And about to drown a couple of troubles up in a tall can
I've been feeling socially awkward often
Acting like a buddy, don't know me it's insulting
All up in my inbox talkin' 'bout Zoo
Actin' like he was a nigga that you really knew
Why they wanna do me like I'm Foo Foo the Fool
Nigga who you? You ain't got a motherfucking clue
[Hook]
You, You don't got a motherfucking clue
Ain't no tellin' what a nigga might do
You don't know the half of the shit I've been through
You, You don't got a motherfucking clue
Seen a lot of shit you couldn't see with your view
If you could see my head, you could see the loose screws
[Verse 2]
Slowly coming to my senses
Been a whale that's swimming amongst fishes
In hell misplaced among misfits
You could tell I'm keeping them at a distance
I don't ever let nobody up in my business
Gotta be selective on what everybody witness
Niggas be crying online like bitches
Got a little too big for they britches
I don't know a third of the niggas on my friendlist
And wouldn't recognize them if I met 'em in person
But you gonna learn about me from my timeline
That I be blind and murder until my verse end
Dope verses don't know what I'm living like curse this
More like a diss but on purpose
You can only see what's on the surface
Blind to my battle like I been up in the service
Don't know what I've seen
Never know when I hurt
Told 'em I'm a king
Didn't anything work
Wouldn't find a thing entering a Bing search
I feel like an underdog entering a ring first
About to win it all
The one you never saw
Come and spit it from the jaw
And I'm gonna have 'em all-running
But I got an army too
I got it on me too
You might've thought you knew
But you got not a clue
My nigga
[Hook]
You, You don't got a motherfucking clue
Ain't no tellin' what a nigga might do
You don't know the half of the shit I've been through
You, You don't got a motherfucking clue
Seen a lot of shit you couldn't see with your view
If you could see my head, you could see the loose screws
[Bridge]
Bang
Think it's all fun and games
'Til I flip
I'm the coolest nigga here
Still I trip
Ain't no palls on the paint
Kill the lip
Many ways we all the same
Feel the shit
I'll B. Hood 'til I'm dead
Fuck you mean?
Something wrong with my head
Suffering
Take a drag of this cig
Keep it quarantined
I don't brag 'bout what I did
Or what I seen
[Verse 3]
Seen it repeatedly
Retarded do think that you really read at me
Be the stupidity reminding me
On the daily of just how judgmental that we can be
Follow me watchin' my posts
Supposedly know what I go through
Homie you not even close
You motherfuckers got no clue
[Hook 2X]
You, You don't got a motherfucking clue
Ain't no tellin' what a nigga might do
You don't know the half of the shit I've been through
You, You don't got a motherfucking clue
Seen a lot of shit you couldn't see with your view
If you could see my head, you could see the loose screws
No Clue was written by JL.
No Clue was produced by JMacTracks.