Verse I 
Freestyle's and Hooks, exiled like crooks, baggy jeans my style judge by the looks 
Shook by parliament I mean society I in me starting this riot up inside of me 
I could by my own suit, and switch up my Tim Boots 
the funny thing is I make more money than you do, 
So classify me as a backpacker manufactured 
I'll spit on the mic to spite your laughter 
I'm only young once what's [bad word]  In God I [bad word] don't mold me I'll never adjust 
I think you've got the wrong person 
So what makes a bad person rappin' cursing skating rappin hurting 
Who's a Saint? I'm still learning. 
So take me to the hospital or just check yourself 
you got enough would in your eye to make a shelf 
Can't say I ain't done it, judged or got blunted, 
next time confronted I'll shine my boxers out in public. 

Hook 
You don't even know me you don't know me (echo) 
So insecure I guess you judging me (echo) 
I'm not the type of guy that wants acceptance 
Not influenced by what people say 

Verse II 
It's not that I want your respect or need feel except 
Through 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 knowing 
Step in a room now a days and all eye brows raise, 
is it my y face or my messy hair state, 
(I hope it's) it must be the spirit on me saved by grace 
Know apology constantly around like monopoly 
Courtesy of your ignorance, and people looking different 
I stay diligent, and tell my story over [bad word] 
I'm not your average adolescence arrogant or disrespecting parents 
Hold your tongue in, say nothing ye mumbling the alphabet 
Not accurate a false package I otta charge ye for harassment 
So the next time I purchase clothes or someone serves me 
I'm showing love why don't you, show me some courtesy 

Hook 
You don't even know me you don't know me (echo) 
So insecure I guess you judging me (echo) 
I'm not the type of guy that wants acceptance 
Not influenced by what people say 

Verse III 
I still remember this occasion back when I was teenaging raging like I lack the patience 
Walk into a mall for a purchase, 
store clerk looking kind a nervous all hawk eyed, and merciless 
Chill for a second what you dealing with I wasn't gonna steel it you freaking all serious, 
Easy on the judgment you gone blown your [bad word]  
kid [bad word] think I'm tripping on some substance, 
It's not your fault you were born that way, gone astray thinking ever child teens a renegade, 
Let me shed some light on your blindness open up your iris, 
ye hinis don't check the black or the whiteness, 
It' all about equality word if you follow me, 
Love your neighbor as yourself what! That's my policy 

Hook 
You don't even know me you don't know me (echo) 
So insecure I guess you judging me (echo) 
I'm not the type of guy that wants acceptance 
Not influenced by what people say