This is a song about "Natural recources"

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Its natural to feel scared i would be,

Ain't even tryna hold back

But thats ya natural habitat,

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

These natural disasters coming at a great cost

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

Natural thrills i seek stem from conquering earth's highest peak,

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Cant help my actions, they come natural

‘fore you get tossed like a forward lateral

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Creator of natural disasters i'm the greatest disaster,