This is a song about "Chubby indian boy"

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

When i was just a boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Git out my face looking boy

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Watch your body turn indian red,

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

I'm gonna strike you with black led, watch your body turn indian red,

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Little gay lookin' boy

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

Ill fuckin eat ya live, u an indian, im the cupboard

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt