This is a song about "Don t jugde me"

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

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

Sneak up on attack

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Don' try to diss me or i'll hurt ya.

To liberate yourselves, africa

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Since i was killed by the don,