This is a song about "Indian colonization"

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

Ugh vizion, told me that hes indian, but its pretty obvious wwhen you see his greasy hair,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

I wanna be just like em, rebel but im indian

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

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

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

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

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

I'm gonna strike you with black led, watch your body turn indian red,