This is a song about "Native"

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

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

Niggas plotting against you, hate you but never tell you

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

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

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

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

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

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