This is a song about "Indian tribes"

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

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

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

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

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

I started smoking for gatherings stuff involving tribes,

And when the sun up i'm like shit you look better in tights

N we gone keep this shit row these niggas know how i go i do this shit for my folks

I fucked my whore than stabbed her in the heart, like im an indian from indiana jones,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

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