This is a song about "Why you wanna judge for"

The moment you're in pain, i wanna be there for you.

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

My jaw stronger than a gatas,why would you wanna play us,

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

Why do u wanna battle,

This bag is from seattle

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

She was wet off the bat

And i wanna thank you for that

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

I love you baby, wanna know why? cause you let me lie in your lap and cry

What preceded was the clue

People always want to judge you,