This is a song about "Native"

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

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

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

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

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

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

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

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

Tell your homegirl relax and let me get inside you