This is a song about "Asian good food"

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

Disoriented, like an asian when you spin em.

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

And in this game you the gators' food

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell

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

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

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Kinda like maths and asian

So keep fronting till my peeps come