This is a song about "Asian market"

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet

It’s something that’s in your veins

A skinny asian who wears chains

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

You try to call the cops a new snitches on the market.

Spit calmly, the market only gave out tickets

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

Hoes row got beans in them

Kinda like maths and asian

They had a hell of a run

Her eyes stay low call her asian