This is a song about "Gentle"

You be gentle i wont

Hand to hand in the cold

I savior your gentle xxx's like it was only yesterday

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

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

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I cannot even believe you thought i'd go gentle

But hey yo look, money from across the street

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

You be gentle i wont

Where i from, it get cold

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

Knowing i ball now to get to gentle paces