This is a song about "Anti indian"

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,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Don't have much strength left inside of me but i'm anti me; fucked up jesus

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

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

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

Can't be held against you in any kind of way

I only got four minutes

Me im one of these anti law pigs

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole