This is a song about "Hindu and eskimoe"

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Rappin like a fuckin hindu, approach me and i'll kill you with a pen and then

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

I maintain, handle beef is like i'm hindu

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you

I pray the lord my guns to keep

And kill yourself and your clique

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

As she goes through the levels

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Man this life is but a dream

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different