This is a song about "Red indian"

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

I though i was red hot

He say, she say, oh my god

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

I don't want you to have my permit yet

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

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Cutting me this worthless check

All you might see is blood red

Giving excuses like shit i thought i was alone or i thought it was my homes

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

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

In the limelight being red hot

Found dead covered in red

There lived a lil' boy who was misled