Who are u to judge the way I live and point fingers when your hand are not clean
There not clean enough to judge me
you think you know everything but really you don't know nothing but aye here's something funny look at my clothes my hair my shoes but look at you your hair is over due and your shoes and clothes are barely new but you should've thought about what would happen to you if i sat there and judge you there would be nothing you can say or do but look uncool but guess who looks like the fool not me its you
You only know my name and what I tell you but for some reason you judge me why we all sin, we all lie you sin is no better then my sin
You sin i sin we sometimes do the same thing but why are you so ashamed we both can change who can we blame but judging me wont do a thing but only make life worse for you at the end i could be that friend to lend you a helping hand or that person who wishes your life would end you make the decisions because at the end my action has a reason
You judge me say mean thing behind my back I smile everyday like everything is OK but deep inside I go though things that nobody in this world will never understand but in yo blurry visioned eyes you don't see what I see
you just sit here and judge me some times i don't care other days hits me most of times feel like shit because what I'm going through at home makes me feel like I'm alone no one to call blood or water because one wrong move it floods
its like your full of hate i honestly don't know how much i can take before i completely brake
