This is a song about "Asian gangster guys"

Something wicked this way come

Her eyes stay low call her asian

A skinny asian who wears chains

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

I'm smokin' strong on original gangster kush,

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

I'm the beuaty queen b with gangster status that's banging

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

Never was a gangster till i graduated to one

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

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit