This is a song about "Native man"

So complex this header man

Can you picture my specific plan

Drop top on this thang

Weed i can't pronounce man

I thought that was a man.

Both: this the perfect plan

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

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Pushing in my mama van

But if you aint real man

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

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again