This is a song about "Gentle"

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

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

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

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

With one gentle blow of wind from your mouth

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

And panned out, i'm all in love

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

Reason that gentle men grew to ordinary citizens

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

My mind my temple, but i dont treat it gentle

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Your sexy lips so gentle

I'm mental, it's instrumental