This is a song about "Kind"

I never said that my words would ever be kind

I like to see where she been and i’ll be deep in her mind

Pay my haters not too much mind

Crop aside, i'm not of the kind kind

Sit kid,learn from a sick kind,

Uh, this what's been on my mind

But not the kind you think,

Been blood with them bricks, pimp

Nah im too kind maybe of a rare kind

A million nasty things went through my mind

Some suggestions of the subtextual kind

Though it takes time to build a body and a mind

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

It was just that everyone who wanted to be kind

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

But believe coz we're blessed we don't need to be kind