This is a song about "Kinda"

Who knows what the

Sound kinda cold nigga

It may be not the same for you

And the kinda shit you use to do,

Kinda like retards and being caucasian

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

It's kinda sad, but i'm laughing whatever happens

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Smoking on that perp daily, feeiin' kinda hazy,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I'm an amusing kinda person.

Nigeria inspired the talk drum

My rap style is kinda like flying kites,

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Small town, kinda place a came from

Shit, we don't believe none of them