This is a song about "Divine nature"

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

But i guess no one wants to be divine

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time

Bro that never ever shows though, my flow's divine

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I'mma pitch out their like tents, spittin's second nature,

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Youre outta your nature while i here startin fresh

My shrine, this album is divine

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

Your brutal merciless vicious inhuman barbaric nature

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

I'm like a baseball player, spitting's second nature,