This is a song about "Indian accent"

Running and dicing fried rice and no accent on rice please,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

My fake accent ain't the only thing i put down under mate

I have sins so my pants never had lent

Sound like i'm british, bitches dig my accent

Watch your body turn indian red,

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

Im just tryna kneal mines so screw accent

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

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

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

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Stereotyped cause my accent pop like old videos