This is a song about "Chubby indian boy"

Git out my face looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Little gay looking boy

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

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hohoho merry cristmas little boy

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis