This is a song about "Rare mind"

Nah im too kind maybe of a rare kind

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

Peace of mind, a piece in mind

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

You're raps are bare there's nothin there, real rhymes are rare

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Better leave it all behind

I'm still looking for my mind

Steaks rare cooked on embraers, cap it off like a pilot

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Roast beef medium rare

Like they not gon' stare

Eat human flesh rare as steak

What is it gonna take