This is a song about "Indian people"

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

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

Spendin' hours in the hall, listenin' to instrumentals straight off my headphones//

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

People critically commenting,

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

And everything is purple

Cause i'm leaving people

Watch your body turn indian red,

My god come before this bread

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

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

The root of all evil

Inhabit the minds of people

As i light one for ill will

Inhabit the minds of people