This is a song about "Indian slums"

Watch your body turn indian red,

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

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

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

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

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

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

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

I wanna be just like em, rebel but im indian

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

Broken streets, kids dream of me in the slums

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

My crewsurvive reincarnation after i’m dead