This is a song about "My fav indian"

Look it something they can't ever see

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Watch your body turn indian red,

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

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

Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for mehomie, i can remember scrappin' back to back

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

I wanna be just like em, rebel but im indian

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne