This is a song about "Natural"

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

But thats ya natural habitat,

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Its natural to feel scared i would be,

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

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

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

Rewrite the elements of my natural colors, and i

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

Creator of natural disasters i'm the greatest disaster,

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

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

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

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention