This is a song about "Indian brothers"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

We brothers forever, to the end and counting

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

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

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

My only real influences were my brothers,

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

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Watch your body turn indian red,

Peace be to my brothers and sisters

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

You and i were basically brothers

We should fuck each others mothers