This is a song about "Fettes kind"

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Your kind is dying, it's time to adjust

It's kind of an abrupt solution

And non-nigga friends got it with him

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

And it looks you're one of those flexible kind

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

But believe coz we're blessed we don't need to be kind

Better leave it all behind

To me girl your one of a kind,

While that reach hovers us kind

You can search but you'll never find

Crop aside, i'm not of the kind kind

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

For that paper, i'mma grind

I'm trying to be kind