This is a song about "One of a kind"

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

But you not the one of a kind,open your eyes,

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

What kind of life is this for a fourteen year old

Crop aside, i'm not of the kind kind

Pay my haters not too much mind

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Mind void, is that one of a kind bro whos company is often enjoyed,

To me girl your one of a kind,

Got an independent business mind

And i was constantly told to be in a kind of mode,

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

//i think this is the kind of song i'd love to do a collaboration

Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind

Until this day took place, once of a kind