This is a song about "Native warriors"

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

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

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

Tell your homegirl relax and let me get inside you

Warriors, crooks, spartan army's and foot

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

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

Say she like my style but i talk too fast