This is a song about "Being indian"

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for mehomie, i can remember scrappin' back to back

Thats what happens if you degrade indian rappes like "this indian is rappin' bad"

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

So the devil that drove in her got in control

Then play you all my latest shit

Fuck being counterfeit

Why not me the same thing

For going on being

Spendin' hours in the hall, listenin' to instrumentals straight off my headphones//

I fucked my whore than stabbed her in the heart, like im an indian from indiana jones,

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

I wanna be just like em, rebel but im indian