This is a song about "Gentle"

But for long time i had gone cold

You be gentle i wont

A gentle vessel of cheers smearing smiles off demons & the devil.

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

With one gentle blow of wind from your mouth

I cannot even believe you thought i'd go gentle

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

I think found where your mind was

Your real gentle stillness

Crack got her crazyguess who's giving birth to a babyi don't trip or let it fade mefrom out of the fryin pan

After me you'll never feel prepared again, brutal like barbarian, but gentle like a clergy man

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

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