This is a song about "Fettes kind"

Crop aside, i'm not of the kind kind

A million nasty things went through my mind

Though it takes time to build a body and a mind

And, i aint talking bout the paper kind

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

It's kind of an abrupt solution

I got these tats all on my arms

So many kind words few kind hearts

I'm trying to be kind

I'm on my grind

I think it's kind of funny

And losin all his money

Get you high, keep it on the low

You're kind of bright though

But i just wanna make love to your mind

And it looks you're one of those flexible kind