This is a song about "Judging is not your thing"

Prognosis not good, mam, your son is a cabbage

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

Left my member's card and now this shit gon have an extra charge

A life is the only thing we got time is ticking fast just check your watch

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

When your not around me all i think about is you

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Judging from someone's race is now a normality

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

The thing is i wanna put your ass to use!

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Your rap is not fresh, its sucks, this fuck's choosin to

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

You're gonna need to google my words judging by your verses you lack

City national bank evolve into shape

But not expecting the sour is your top mistake