This is a song about "Mild"

Mild-mannered smile, that hides his guile/

That ain't really my style

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

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

Fancy type of draws drool on a mild pile

When it comes to spitting that fire

Only 60 degrees and a mild shiver

Just so happens mine they prefer

Randy at the mall smoking on a black and mild

See there no place better than the state of my mind

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

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

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

That's a huge lie, not just mild,

Fine young man with an old man mind