This is a song about "Nature walks"

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Yall mother fuckers need to start thinking nature is gorgeous

Brandun deshay, hodgy beats, ace the creator

I'm like a baseball player, spitting's second nature,

It's not my nature and makes me wonder quite frankly

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

Youre outta your nature while i here startin fresh

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

See, she would complained of the tested nature

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

She walks a few blocks, and arrives at robs house

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Your mom walks in and says good morning

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

That's the nature of the pass, first you gotta puff

Play hard to get, females get jealous