This is a song about "Indian pundi"

Kick back and know yo son set

Watch your body turn indian red,

Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season

I wanna be just like em, rebel but im indian

We're still feeling the promise, some nights i kill 'em with kindness

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

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

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

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

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

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

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

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul