This is a song about "Judging people"

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Judging solely on appearance/

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

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Oh,they don't care. just feelin' great at judging something like really?

Cos we can't know to lark so we can't be judging

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Judging because someone's different, we can't coexist/

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Judging fine hard. flying right up bootlicking sprintin' like a fuckin' creamy bar

Don't ask me why

People steal, people die,