This is a song about "Native"

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

And it's time to make a real native separation from the fake friends

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

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

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

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

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

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

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

Made it out naija with nothing in the bank