This is a song about "Study of man kind"

Different kinds of people in this world, some are kind/

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind

I think it's kind of funny

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Jazz talkin, i bet i pick and roll with your bitch

That i had some sort of edge, some kind of advantage,

I was once the kind of kid that

She always comin back

Your girlfriend want to follow

You're kind of bright though

Kind of practical that this relationship

With enough shit to raise your block in one dip

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

Different kind of people in this world/

I am some kind of beaten up kid

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid