This is a song about "Half indian"

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

If he got half a man,

And maybe if i just drink half i'll be half buzzed

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

And when it come to the cash

But two parts each bein half.

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Incompetent ain't the half of it

Screamin, "fuck - all y'all niggaz" in swahilipistol packin fresh out of jail, i ain't goin back

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

Half smart as forrest gump,

I fear no opponent

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

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea