This is a song about "Only god can judge me"

Only thing that can fix me is the omen approaching

It's no wonder why i go in any hood like i am knowing

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

People seem to judge me on the daily

There's no guarantee, it's not up to me, we can only see/

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

No one can judge the things i do at all

Baby, let me give you a call

Be if you were still here and chose to repeat dying for me if only i can imagine

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Dont judge me till your perfect

Life has put her to the test

But muerte es la vida; death is part of life see; only "god" can judge me

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money