This is a song about "Indian gay boy"

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

Little gay looking boy

Off to the rising convoy of toy-hogging actin all coy

So gay i can barely say it with a 'straight' face looking boy

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

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

Watch your body turn indian red,

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

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

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work