This is a song about "Be kind"

Some suggestions of the subtextual kind

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Sometimes i wonder what kind of person i'd be.....

There's tension though, of the sexual kind

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

Better leave it all behind

While that reach hovers us kind

I'm trying to be kind

Soldiers lost their mind

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

That some kind hope would be walking your way

So many kind words few kind hearts

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild

Crop aside, i'm not of the kind kind