This is a song about "Don t judge people"

Since i was killed by the don,

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

You got reason to brag

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

I feel they praisin too much

Just killed the beat so get a judge,

Until the end of time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

And people judge the peace and love whenever i'm recordin',

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

People seem to judge me on the daily

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby