This is a song about "Indian curry"

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Don't worry. im steady busting these 3's just like my nigga stephen curry,

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

Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for mehomie, i can remember scrappin' back to back

Call me a warrior, not because i like curry

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

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

No days off and that's even on a snow day

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

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

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

I wanna be just like em, rebel but im indian