This is a song about "Nature walks"

Some lyrical insight/human nature is intelligent

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

I don't go on walks just to look at trees.

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Yall mother fuckers need to start thinking nature is gorgeous

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

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

Big black diamond, bigger than a black razor

She walks a few blocks, and arrives at robs house

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

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

I think about effects of human nature and its flaming wrath,

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands