This is a song about "Mild"

Your man wale in his own damn lane

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

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

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

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

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

That's a huge lie, not just mild,

Pay my haters not too much mind

Never can he mimic... maybe can admire

Mild-mannered smile, that hides his guile/

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Randy at the mall smoking on a black and mild

I never smiled as a juvenile

Fancy type of draws drool on a mild pile

Only 60 degrees and a mild shiver

Tv dinners, tampons, soy milk, paint thinner