This is a song about "Indian girl"

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

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

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

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

And he, what's his name, earl

Just a skinny white girl,

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

Watch your body turn indian red,

Gave yo girl a cash shower getting money every hour ill skin you to yo bones

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

I wanna be just like em, rebel but im indian

And stay focused on the women and you get less done