This is a song about "Indie"

Something worth dying for

I've become a sinister

I'll rap this shit up and hand it to ya. it's a present

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

So bow down, nobody talks about when sinister rhymes,

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Wearin’ my lees, i’ma bend the ply bar

An evil motherfucker, so damn sinister

Chevy sitting crooked, teeth on reggie miller

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Thats what you get for a stupid preppy jock

Magic city, everything kosher

I am the slave who hanged his hateful male owner

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see