This is a song about "Gentle"

Reason that gentle men grew to ordinary citizens

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

And my regime includes east coast

You be gentle i wont

My mind my temple, but i dont treat it gentle

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

With one gentle blow of wind from your mouth

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Victim with a pencil, on a special level a rebel you a pebble so gentle

Start off gentle as i fuck the rectal

I'm mental, it's instrumental

I don't want to hurt your feelings so i'm being gentle,

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Its special, im the opposite of gentle