This is a song about "Moeder die liegt tegen haar kind"

Tornado tornado and i'm trynna blow your mind

It was just that everyone who wanted to be kind

All on the furniture with no regards

So many kind words few kind hearts

There's tension though, of the sexual kind

But i just wanna make love to your mind

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

And, i aint talking bout the paper kind

Rap is one of a kind.

It'll blow ya mind

You can search but you'll never find

To me girl your one of a kind,

Soldiers lost their mind

My least favorite kind

Nah im too kind maybe of a rare kind

Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind