This is a song about "Asian"

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

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

If you were nursed by fools, then this is your american, asian perceptions.

You fool think you're knack, bitch you rack raps ,you're fag,take you sack, things,

But so many asian bitches in my crib it looks like i be clonin'

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

I jumped a skittish asian grocery man when he closed the store,

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

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

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

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches