This is a song about "Indian peolpe"

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

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

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

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

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

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,

Ugh vizion, told me that hes indian, but its pretty obvious wwhen you see his greasy hair,

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

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

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

Watch your body turn indian red,

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said