This is a song about "People not knowing their place in our class"

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

You were from a place where people swallow their sorrow

Not knowing he needed medicine

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

These people that have made claims in knowing me,

I am nothing because of the general philosophy of people trying to bring me down.i am

Its not our place to judge or to use anger to defend there is no anger in the hearts of faithful men

Burned up buildings still in their place, abandoned shacks, havoc

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

And people tell me "sit down" every time i raise my hand in class,

With me/ why did gods and their fate stop to relate/ our paths and not

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

Or any type of suitable living condition listen

I'm something out of place like a women not in the kitchen