Put The Gun Down, Don’t Shoot The Messenger Grady
Let Me Pose These Questions, Cause You Acting Kinda Shady
Who Are You To Judge Me, For What I’ve Done Or Said?
Who Are You To Judge Me, For Who’s Sleeping In My Bed
I Don’t Need Your Fickle Judgment, On How I Choose To Live
Isn’t Part Of Your Religion, To Speak In Love And Forgive
You Walk Around So Ignorant, Can’t See The Plank Before Your Eye
You Rather Cast Your Verdict, Look At Me With Pure Despise
But I Circumnavigate Your Foolishness, And Pivot To The Left
Don’t Judge Lest Yea Be Judged, We Can Speak Upon Your Mess
Like The Atrocities You Commit, All In The Name Of God
I’ve Observed All Your Actions, And I See Through Your Facade
Claim To Be A Christian, But Your Actions Say Otherwise
If The Roles Were Reversed, I Bet You’d Be Praying For My Demise
You Can’t Be This Educated, And Ignorant At The Same Time
How Bout You Mind Your Business, I’ll Definitely Mind Mine
We’ll Have A Mutual Agreement, A Sort Of Resonance
Don’t Underestimate The Audacity Of Folks, With Their Educated Ignorance