This is a song about "Nature box"

Old school nature trying to rap pacs twin,

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

My horsemen gave mother nature an abortion

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Jeru the damaja and naughty by nature had a name,

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?

And i'm still hurtin over pops

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

See, she would complained of the tested nature

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

My homies was just against my nature.