This is a song about "Spiritual nature"

I sit performing miracles and i ain't even spiritual

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Musician by heart , instrumentalist by nature

Spiritual, fool's gold

I mean of course just the same old

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

The holy war, the spiritual troops

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

This spiritual frustration self-medicated through inhalation

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Youre outta your nature while i here startin fresh