This is a song about "Indian mem"

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

I'm gonna strike you with black led, watch your body turn indian red,

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

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

Watch your body turn indian red,

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

I fucked my whore than stabbed her in the heart, like im an indian from indiana jones,

Giving excuses like shit i thought i was alone or i thought it was my homes

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,

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

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll