This is a song about "Native americans"

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

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

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

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

Americans tackle in foot ball? getting all bloody?

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

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

I hope you see that i'm sincere, and even if you

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Afghanistan had faded quick, americans took over and they hated it

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

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

Help open the eyes of the americans, we need to shut him down

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town