This is a song about "Gentle"

With one gentle blow of wind from your mouth

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

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

Knowing i ball now to get to gentle paces

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

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

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

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

Start off gentle as i fuck the rectal

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

After me you'll never feel prepared again, brutal like barbarian, but gentle like a clergy man

Crack got her crazyguess who's giving birth to a babyi don't trip or let it fade mefrom out of the fryin pan