This is a song about "Asian beat"

Vijay singh and all of them

Her eyes stay low call her asian

But so many asian bitches in my crib it looks like i be clonin'

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Can't beat the beat generation

Or babies they raisin

Raised as an asian so it only makes sense that i aim for the top

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

Occasion when i'm blazin asian and no drops to fade it with

Lyrical trance, romance the beat,

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet