This is a song about "Natives"

Or michael vick if ya'll bark natives ya'll through

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

To get a pair, natives killed him right in front the mall

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

No love at all no love for my natives at all

Why fake natives' talking bout shit they ain't never had,

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back