This is a song about "Native"

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

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

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

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

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

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

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

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

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