This is a song about "Kind"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I think it's kind of funny

For inspiration, my kind

And relax you mind

I got these tats all on my arms

So many kind words few kind hearts

One time give it up for him

It's kind of an abrupt solution

My least favorite kind

Better leave it all behind

From the womb, my newborn child

I'm trying to be kind

I'll teach you how to take it slow

You're kind of bright though

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

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind