This is a song about "Indian government institutions"

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Screamin, "fuck - all y'all niggaz" in swahilipistol packin fresh out of jail, i ain't goin back

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

Thats this new era government.

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Catchin’ attention of these politicians and government activists,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

Whether hourly or salary, exploited by the government,

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

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

But we can't deny that we have a corrupt government

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis