This is a song about "Kind"

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind

And, i aint talking bout the paper kind

Money back on my mind

To me girl your one of a kind,

I was once the kind of kid that

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

Nah im too kind maybe of a rare kind

Been trying to put it down long after i was signed

Different kinds of people in this world, some are kind/

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

And it looks you're one of those flexible kind

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

Your kind is dying, it's time to adjust

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

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