This is a song about "Indian boy"

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what d'you say looking boy?

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hohoho merry cristmas little boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

Watch your body turn indian red,

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet