This is a song about "Gentle"

So pretentious with no potential

My mind my temple, but i dont treat it gentle

With one gentle blow of wind from your mouth

From the projects to the penthouse

Is a space that now you hold

You be gentle i wont

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Knowing i ball now to get to gentle paces

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

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Money’s on the mental, my efforts monumental

I cannot even believe you thought i'd go gentle

Its special, im the opposite of gentle

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

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