This is a song about "Native"

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

Get the r. kelly tape and see how we piss on you

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

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

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

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

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

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

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