Indo-European

Yeah
Headphones on, mic is on
Beat is on, uh, one of the hardest though
Yeah, you are the love of my life
I'm Indo-European, I'm Indo

Green eyes, eyebrows thicker than your girl
I was born high and caged up like a bird
Hair frizzy and skin is rather light
And she asks me, "Can you show me what it's like?"
I'm like it's complicated, it involves complications
Worse than Compton and Cape Town compilated
Street life, I don't contemplate it
If I want something, I'ma just go and get it, yeah

Who the fuck is your god, man? He can't touch me
Who the fuck is your god, man? He can't judge me
I got thousands like you sayin' they gon' love me
I ain't tryna love, I'm just tryna hit that pussy
5 a.m. in Paris, it's seven in my city and
On earth tryna find heaven like I'm Syrian
Half of me is tryna cope with Nietzsche
The other half's tryna find hope with Rumi, man

You are the love of my life
My baby, you are my joy, my friend

I'm Indo-European, feel like a VPN
As-salamu alaykum, homie's slowin' the BPM
Sippin' tea in your hood, your bitch looser than my roots
Faker than Israel, pussy deeper than my truths
Passed out on the Persian rug, high off some Persian drugs
Praying to no fuckin' god, do I look like I give a fuck?
I'm the colonized and I'm the colonizer
Blood is bi-colorized, bi-polarizer

First we concentrated, then we isolated
Call it segregation and it ain't propagated
No more propaganda, this song ain't anti-west
It's pro-liberation for the fuckin' dominated, yeah

And if you ever feel outta place
Like you don't know where you belong
Trust me I feel you
That's what being Indo-European's all about

You are the love of my life
My baby, you are my joy, my friend
You are the love of my life
My baby, you are my joy, my friend
You are the love of my life
My baby, you are my joy, my friend
You are the love of my life
My baby, you are my joy, my friend