This is a song about "Judging people"

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

People steal, people die,

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

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Like people meeting people online,

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

But people still be judging

We no longer close or nothing

Everybody judging me off a style that i ain't even pick.

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

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

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

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

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

Judging by the way you spell you must be handicapped,