This is a song about "Kind worss"

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

Got a brand new bentley, fanciest of it's kind

There's tension though, of the sexual kind

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

It's kind of an abrupt solution

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

For inspiration, my kind

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

It'll blow ya mind

My least favorite kind

But not the kind you think,

I promise to keep it honest

Should be harder to find

While that reach hovers us kind

I never said that my words would ever be kind

Thank god for the free thinkers, for you keep me in mind