This is a song about "Indian peolpe"

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

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

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

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

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

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

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

This a different motor man better go to work

Watch your body turn indian red,

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

I wanna be just like em, rebel but im indian

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

Feel free if your indian we won't chase you away

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,