This is a song about "Kind"

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

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

I'm not usually that kind of individual.

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

And, i aint talking bout the paper kind

You can search but you'll never find

Rap is one of a kind.

Your kind is dying, it's time to adjust

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Nah im too kind maybe of a rare kind

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

You're uncool like my mother kin

It's kind of an abrupt solution

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

I never said that my words would ever be kind