I Freestyle's and Hooks, exiled like crooks, baggy my style judge by the looks Shook by parliament I mean society I in me this riot up inside of me I could by my own suit, and up my Tim Boots the thing is I make more money than you do, So classify me as a manufactured I'll spit on the mic to spite laughter I'm only young once what's your rush, In God I trust don't mold me I'll adjust
I you've got the wrong person So what makes a bad person cursing skating rappin hurting a Saint? I'm still learning. So take me to the hospital or just check you got enough would in your eye to a shelf Can't say I done it, judged or got blunted, next time confronted I'll shine my out in public.
II It's not that I want respect or need feel except God I got rest I see you do reject Huh, looking at me like you know me, judge me by my clothing skeptical, and all Step in a room now a days and all eye raise, is it my face or my messy hair state, (I hope it's) it be the spirit on me saved by grace Know apology constantly around monopoly Courtesy of your ignorance, and people looking I stay diligent, and my story over instruments I'm not your average adolescence arrogant or disrespecting your tongue in, say nothing ye mumbling the alphabet Not accurate a package I otta charge ye for harassment So the next time I clothes or someone serves me I'm showing love why you, show me some courtesy
III I remember this occasion back when I was teenaging raging like I lack the patience Walk a mall for a purchase, store clerk looking kind a nervous all eyed, and merciless Chill for a second what you dealing with I wasn't gonna steel it you all serious, Easy on the judgment you gone your trumpet, kid looking rugged think I'm on some substance, It's not your fault you were born that way, gone astray thinking ever teens a renegade, Let me shed some light on your blindness open up iris, ye hinis don't check the or the whiteness, It' all about word if you follow me, Love your as yourself what! That's my policy
You don't know me you don't know me (echo) So insecure I guess you me (echo) I'm not the type of guy that acceptance Not by what people say