This is a song about "Indian boy diss"

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

Don't realize this is a diss

I sit and reminisce

This a different motor man better go to work

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

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

I wanna be just like em, rebel but im indian

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

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

Spendin' hours in the hall, listenin' to instrumentals straight off my headphones//

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

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Shopping i’ll be in paris