This is a song about "Natural gases"

These natural disasters coming at a great cost

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

They gotta point em out baby

Its natural to feel scared i would be,

Rewrite the elements of my natural colors, and i

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Freestyle natural like butch reed,blow your mind like a claymore

They ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Mutant passage,i am breathin gases of concentration

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

You're passed to the back of the class for your flatulent gases

'cause chronic's the best there is, natural selection,

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Fuck pro tools, this shit is all-natural like orange juice.

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose