This is a song about "Pretty indian girl"

So the devil that drove in her got in control

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

Pretty and i'm honest, in a pretty little ho's nest/

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

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

Smokin weed, it's pretty fuckin sleazy

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

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

We been all around the world

Man i'm getting pretty tired

Cause i got the burner in the hand

But pretty soon they'll understand

My niggas fly niggas, this is jet life

Pretty happy with where i live