This is a song about "Indian kid"

Wassup phoma, slow down kid!

Wahlberg +shooter+, young flow fluid

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

But all ten of them gonna call a nigga period

Had to turn around and say i'm already ill kid, -yeah kid-

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

It sucked for this coward kid

Can't wait to see you naked

Resin sharing with a dick kid

Young and dumb, or even old and stupid

For all the mischief you did but kid

Smoke ? you know it taste good

The law keeps stopping this problem kid

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

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