This is a song about "Native"

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

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

Made it out naija with nothing in the bank

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

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

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

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

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

And now i'm at the crib all alone damn i miss you