This is a song about "Asian thumbs"

A skinny asian who wears chains

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

So chase the air hide your stash

If she not asian tho i pass

Raised as an asian so it only makes sense that i aim for the top

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

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

You get a thumbs up, pat on the back

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

And pray to be an asian and stand proud, but til then i'm shook

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good