This is a song about "Judging you"

You know that i love you

It's really not an issue

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Judging by the look in your eyes , you dont want to be seen scared,

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Judging on my past self/ shows the little do they know

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Judging from someone's race is now a normality

You think i'm lying to you

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

To asking women about how your hot to being a bitch bragging then to judging

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

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

But we should be body to body

But really, who are you to be judging me?