This is a song about "Native tribes of the olympic peninsula"

The things im most scared of

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Crazy talking and foolish

The name of the game is

The groups of groupies looped in the hoops of the music business,

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

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

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

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

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand