This is a song about "Native"

That in it's native alphabet, you can't understand

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

And it's time to make a real native separation from the fake friends

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

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

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

You need but now.. he ain't even takin care of you

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

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