This is a song about "A short asian kid"

I was a youngin they was tryna rob a kid

But all ten of them gonna call a nigga period

My mates calling me gifted

Resin sharing with a dick kid

Yall still a few fries short of a happy meal

Ohh baby i love the way you make a nigga feel

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

I'm short a couple dollars with a chip all in my collarbone,

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Of a kid with no exuberance

(i know it's short but the class planned a cipher

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

To my unborn child

The day a kid gets signed

I jumped a skittish asian grocery man when he closed the store,

Sabotage, i love how you keep coming back for more