[Verse 1]
I just ate a bag of Vickie's Hot Chips
It still had more fire than all of your top hits
Maybe you should go and find another outlet
I know you could go to work at Central Market

[Chorus]
Only indie in the zone with the real hood
Call me Indiana Jones, whip it real good
This right here that Al Capone, hide your old hood
I'm just tryin' to get alone with that meditation

[Post-Chorus]
That meditation, yeah
That meditation, eh
That meditation

[Verse 2]
Too long I been too gone
Tryin' to make a new song
I know you on another level
You never wanna be better than me
But you cannot compare with anything that I've done
Oh wait, I'm on the run
Okay, I will only explain all this one time
I want to tell you that you have got no place in my mind
I am just a man who's always on the beat, son
I'm running things in Dallas like the '93 season
[Chorus]
Indie in the zone with the real hood
Call me Indiana Jones, whip it real good
This right here that Al Capone, hide your old hood
I'm just tryin' to get alone with that meditation

[Post-Chorus]
(That meditation)
That meditation (That meditation), yeah
That meditation (That meditation), eh
That meditation

[Verse 3]
I hear all the time that they want me to get in line here
Oh I'm sorry, I cannot confine my lightning bolts
They're coming outside of my sighting
Wait, whip, I just want to show you how I'm gonna live
I'm Thor, this right here that hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer
I want just to be the man who's gonna make you dance
And I know if you really want to make an idol
Not me, I will show you 'bout the eternal king

[Chorus]
Indie in the zone with the real hood
Call me Indiana Jones, whip it real good
This right here that Al Capone, hide your old hood
I'm just tryin' to get alone with that meditation
[Post-Chorus]
That meditation, yeah
That meditation, eh
That meditation