This is a song about "Gentle"

Stack my money tenfold, make this my new temple

Its special, im the opposite of gentle

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

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

You be gentle i wont

They forgot about the fourth coast

My garage full of cars that bounce

With one gentle blow of wind from your mouth

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

And that you're a little mental and you can't be fucking gentle or

Your real gentle stillness

Always knew where the pot was

Fuck kissing and hugging. they love pushing your buttons

Reason that gentle men grew to ordinary citizens

I cannot even believe you thought i'd go gentle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will