This is a song about "Indo"

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Indo queen from that dirty south texas browntown menace

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

Some indo selling motherfucker got em self into trouble

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Indo indoors with the windows closed yo, insanity trapping me tragically