This is a song about "Type of feeling"

I cant have that type of coating

And this will be the song that we sing

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

We the type of niggas you'll depend upon.

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

The type of guy that'll invade ya schools

That's the type of shit that'll get a "tough guy" stole

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

That type of shit make a nigga crazy

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

So hey yo, i'm the type of person, who's says i'm the type of person

Lady at the frank stand will

Breedin' a whole new type of evil