This is a song about "Divine nature"

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

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

Old school nature trying to rap pacs twin,

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

But i guess no one wants to be divine

It’s whatever, you shine, i shine

Musician by heart , instrumentalist by nature

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Yall mother fuckers need to start thinking nature is gorgeous

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Your brutal merciless vicious inhuman barbaric nature

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

My shrine, this album is divine

Welcome to organized crime

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

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her