This is a song about "Native indians"

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

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

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

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

We chief on loud like indians and my crews strapped up like cowboys

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

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

Nine eleven cant tell between arabs and indians

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns