This is a song about "Asian food"

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

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

If she not asian tho i pass

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

So i banged for a minute

And in this game you the gators' food

Her eyes stay low call her asian

Something wicked this way come