This is a song about "Indian institution government work"

I'm why baby fathers kirk

Puttin in work, to much work,

Government elections have corrupted economies,

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Can't nobody fade meand i been goin' insane latelyand everybody tryin ta hold me back

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

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Slackers taking government taxes

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

The constitution said that we should overthrow the government,

Without them, the government would definitely be inadequate.

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Watch your body turn indian red,

Give us this day, our daily bread

Shit, in this white man's world

Before the government learned,