This is a song about "Instinct"

I move slightly on instinct, she sits away son

See with a district columbia vision

Animal instinct like hannibal lecter on crystal meth hits,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

I have the instinct to make little faggots my pray

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

Coming for my rightful place its just my instinct

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

My animal instinct, will tear you to ballistics

Raw fusion, organized konfusionwickeder than most men: spice 1 and pooh man

Look at you, this is the minimal i could diss you, criminal instinct like a scam/

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

I move slightly on instinct, she sits away son

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

(what should i do?) c'mon son, its basic instinct/