This is a song about "Indian government institution workings"

Yo just drop the gun and we can get you in to a mental institution/

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

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

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

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

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Thats this new era government.

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Nah, you know that shit was government related

I wanna be just like em, rebel but im indian

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

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,