This is a song about "Gentle"

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

My mind my temple, but i dont treat it gentle

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

With one gentle blow of wind from your mouth

But for long time i had gone cold

You be gentle i wont

Knowing i ball now to get to gentle paces

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Its special, im the opposite of gentle

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

The words you speak more gentle than a newborn's cheek

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

Is there any love

Your real gentle stillness