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

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Judging my mentality. look up in the sky is it a bird is it a plane?

And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you

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

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

When it comes to my destiny i'm the only one in charge,

Say the thing your lies allow

I know i'm runnin' through your head now

Add me, take me, pay me it’s nothing

You see weed is a mellow thing

This rap thing is a book...

No hook, fuck a hook

The next thing you gon have on your chest is a bouquet

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

Judging from your clothes and your girls and the molly in your lip

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit