This is a song about "Indian forskin"

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

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

I wanna be just like em, rebel but im indian

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

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

Watch your body turn indian red,

And please never disrespect my set

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,

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

My crewsurvive reincarnation after i’m dead

I fucked my whore than stabbed her in the heart, like im an indian from indiana jones,

Spendin' hours in the hall, listenin' to instrumentals straight off my headphones//