This is a song about "Being native"

Whats his native people, find it harder for nights to sleep through,

Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you

Got up, voice says look up, surrounded by members of the native mob,

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

While you were sittin being lame,

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

And my wish is to have everything

Took the form of a human being

And talk some more shit

Fuck being counterfeit

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

Single father raising hits, ending them makes me a native then