This is a song about "Feel some type of way"

Well wishes to my opposition

Some type of competition

That type of shit make a nigga crazy

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

So hey yo, i'm the type of person, who's says i'm the type of person

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

Make it home round some like 6, to eat well and get fat on some pun-type shit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Stimulating night in club type of fact

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

I want to fight the music on this one

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

And i'll show you all type of bitches

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith