Judgemental

Son of a Leo! -- he taught me how to
Stack money in three-folds, in prep for a se-quel
Said I should act like my shit don't stink like Ni-no
And even though I'm brown, there's still no such thing as an e-qual
Dappa don, laced me up in my street clothes
No inhibitions, he told me I wasn't ready to hear the story of my prequel
But I found those jigsaws and pieced it together
Saw the mural in full perspective, I must say those sights became lethal
Learned from those scribblings to not feed into what hoes are cookin'
Like women are time, and I don't want to work 40 hour weeks overbookin'
And like my closest of friends are always out of line
Closest of kin are steady acting as if they came up straight out of Crooklyn
All liars... all niggas with attitudes
Rather rude after I took them in, fostered them to the men they grew out
When their money was nothing more than three years old
I ushered them into puberty where they wanted to spend currencies on ropes of gold

Hah...