This is a song about "Being indian"

Hey man so far i've been listenin to your album

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

Watch your body turn indian red,

I work hard for everything i get

Why you being inadmissible,

Yeah come holla at your uncle

If i got all y'all, there won't be no sense in cheating

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

I’m being sarcastic,

But thats the life of a human being

And this will be the song that we sing

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

Can't nobody fade meand i been goin' insane latelyand everybody tryin ta hold me back