This is a song about "Native"

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

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

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

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

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

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

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

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