This is a song about "Natural resources"

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

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Creator of natural disasters i'm the greatest disaster,

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

But thats ya natural habitat,

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

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

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

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

Straight g thing, double m g thing

No rations or resources for eating//

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

So go ask your physics teacher, then go check your resources