This is a song about "Asian bitches"

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

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

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

And my eyes stay tight like i'm asian, well

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

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

Kinda like maths and asian

He just pass the patron

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

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

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Asian but i never passed arithmetic