This is a song about "Indian curry"

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

On a bad night i'll get a couple threes like stephon curry

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

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

I'm brown and i like curry

But five years from now i bet she see

So if i do call it's just a check

Watch your body turn indian red,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Yo come get this destroyed for curry

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

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

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

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,