This is a song about "Red indian"

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

She wants to dye her hair red?

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

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

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

Watch your body turn indian red,

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

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,