This is a song about "Gentle"

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

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

Reason that gentle men grew to ordinary citizens

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Its special, im the opposite of gentle

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

Knowing i ball now to get to gentle paces

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

You be gentle i wont

Where i from, it get cold

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

On another level of devil so double the bass and hit the treble

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

With one gentle blow of wind from your mouth