This is a song about "Indian hill boys"

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Ambitious girl, your drive, drives me crazy

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

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

I ain't did shit officer

At bunker hill hot summer,

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

I wanna be just like em, rebel but im indian

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Watch your body turn indian red,

Wait barbies arnt for boys,

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

This is my skill, i'm making a choice

Another dead woman,another bad boys