This is a song about "Judgement of others"

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

I wish i can spread the word of jesus so others can hear it

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

But can they keep up with the paste of others

So many of us, must be seven hundreds, many proppers and eleven others

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

But she is above all others

This one's for the lovers

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

Im the king of this, others beheaded, heads discard

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

And others that would hide from me 'cause i got problems inside of me.

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk

Judgement is excrement, to understand my vocab you must be intelligent,

Yet we blame others for the results of own insanity.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see