Judge me too quick, mistake me as a heathen
Because I had tools, moved weight, and was thievin'
But I was broke, out the gate I was grievin'

Meaning

Ka did what he had to do to survive the unforgiving streets of NYC. Don’t judge him as you haven’t lived his life.

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