This is a song about "Nature"

Baby girl, tell me how my nature feels

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

My homies was just against my nature.

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

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Change the nature of the game, spit flames, incinerate

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

After many lessons, you still acknowledging the novice nature

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

My horsemen gave mother nature an abortion

Only concern was the home that was close to him

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

I'mma pitch out their like tents, spittin's second nature,