This is a song about "Indian"

I wanna be just like em, rebel but im indian

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

I fucked my whore than stabbed her in the heart, like im an indian from indiana jones,

I maybe funny but i'm always taking money, plus i ain't throwing jokes,

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

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

Watch your body turn indian red,

You already know you're dead

Ugh vizion, told me that hes indian, but its pretty obvious wwhen you see his greasy hair,

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

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

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,