This is a song about "The native american tribes fromthe lewis and clark epedition"

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

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

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

And you wonder why you,can never seem to get a piece of the american pie dude

Physical making life miserable keep smoking until dragons and tattooed

Guest spot on american bandstand

I start to think it's all planned

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

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

//this song is dedicated to the american lower class

You, you, you have to pay for that

This is american pie unrated,

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

You could say im like louis & clark