This is a song about "People that judge me"

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

Most people hear me rap thinking i'm black nothing wrong with that

Don't judge me if you don't know me

And niggas flashing crazy

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

People treated me like that cause i wasn't as strong

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

People always want to judge you,

Growing up, your dreams are getting bigger

Only god can judge me doesnt that sound familiar,

People look at me as a kid that only writes.

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

That fuckin all these motherfuckin fuckin people know about me

Judge me for my color and my race, that crap puts an utter in my face

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace