This is a song about "Natural selection"

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

My talent should take me places i've never been

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Its about saying the words that won your selection,

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

Rewrite the elements of my natural colors, and i

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

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

And there's never one decent mothafucking selection

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

I'm not the type to threaten your making the selection

But then they'll get my mom for 18 years of possession

It was just another party

Its natural to feel scared i would be,

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

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