This is a song about "Native ame"

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

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

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

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

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

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