This is a song about "Mild"

It's real dog, i live in the fire

Fancy type of draws drool on a mild pile

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

That's a huge lie, not just mild,

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Bother me to flow the prodigy child not too hot or too mild running miles

Only 60 degrees and a mild shiver

When i’m looking in the mirror

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

Bitterness,it spread in me like wildfire.seeing it bland hot in mild dire.

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

But try'n 2b more mild mannered than bruce wayne

Randy at the mall smoking on a black and mild

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

Mild-mannered smile, that hides his guile/

They say i don't never smile