This is a song about "Natural"

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

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

‘fore you get tossed like a forward lateral

Cant help my actions, they come natural

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

Creator of natural disasters i'm the greatest disaster,

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

Rewrite the elements of my natural colors, and i

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

These natural disasters coming at a great cost

I'm no stress-reliever, no natural born leader/

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

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