This is a song about "Asian fight"

I didnt see anything except fight

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

They'll have to rename this one

Her eyes stay low call her asian

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

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

Raised as an asian doesn't mean that i can't spit

How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

So i begin to fight and fight

If you can't handle the fight,

And i was the light

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Asian but i never passed arithmetic