This is a song about "Native kid"

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

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

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

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

I was always the kid.

Like a villain i'm hated

Resin sharing with a dick kid

I regret some shit i did

Nah just kiddin im the devils kid

See, the last one i dated, i hated

Lobsters and shrimp im good

Wassup phoma, slow down kid!

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