This is a song about "Native"

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

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

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

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

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

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

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

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