This is a song about "Indian pundi"

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

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

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way

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"

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

Watch your body turn indian red,

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

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

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

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