This is a song about "Gay indian"

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

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

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

I want to feel her in every way

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Do it, okay, okay

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

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

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole