This is a song about "Indian boy"

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

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

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

Little gay looking boy

Go play with your sex toy

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Thats what happens if you degrade indian rappes like "this indian is rappin' bad"

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Okay son be a good boy