This is a song about "Gay indian"

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

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

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

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

Little gay-lookin boy

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.

Because what you spit is gay,

She can't know where my mother stay

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

Bring it back to the old days,cause rap is so gay

Feel free if your indian we won't chase you away

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say