This is a song about "Indian people"

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

Yeah, broken ass bones, and shattered hearts, faggots follow faggots like theyr fuckin clones,

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

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

As i light one for ill will

I see all these people

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

Like people meeting people online,

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

From the people who control to people

Hear the rambling in the sky

People steal, people die,

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

Them people weak them people weak

People stared everyday

If you didn't know i feel this way