This is a song about "Native"

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

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

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

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

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

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

I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you